## Chapter 847 – The Black Knight

Returning home, I immediately decided to inform Claudia about the Saintess’s intentions.

“Claudia.”
“Yes?”
“Well, the Saintess wants to meet you regarding this incident?”
“…”

At my words, Claudia slowly tilted her head, then, as usual, wore a bright smile and clasped her hands together.

“Hehe, really? If she wants to meet, then I should meet her.”
“It might be a bother, but please meet her just once.”
“Okay. I will.”

Claudia approached me and helped me take off my armor. She skillfully disarmed me and led me to the sofa. I immediately took off my pants and changed into the shorts that were draped over the back of the sofa.

—Plop!

In that state, I jumped high and landed on the sofa as if collapsing, leaning back. I’d been to the Grand Temple, so I should rest for a bit and then head out to the backyard.

“But I wonder what it’s about?”

Claudia sat down next to me and habitually slipped her hand into my shorts as she asked.

“It’s nothing special. She said she wants to hear testimonies from other witnesses besides me regarding the Death Knight incident.”
“Hmph… just that?”
“That too. She also wants to hear about the Shurdic faith.”

It seemed like she thought it would be a bit much to call Karin twice, so she was asking Claudia to speak instead. The Saintess knew I was a harem man with seven wives, but Karin and Claudia were the only ones I had directly told her about.

“The Shurdic faith, huh… so that’s what it is.”
“Right?”
“Yeah… that’s what it is. So, when should we meet?”
“I’ll go the day after tomorrow to make an appointment and let you know.”
“Okay.”

However, Claudia seemed subtly delighted. She was always smiling at me, but did something good happen?

“What’s wrong, Claudia? Why do you seem so happy today?”
“Happy? What do you mean?”
“You seem happy.”
“Mama is always happy when she’s next to Katt.”
“Uwoooooot!!! Claudia, I want that now!”
“Hehe, really.”

At my words, Claudia slowly began to unbutton her white shirt. Soon, her relatively petite breasts were revealed. No, it’s not that Claudia is small, but lately, I can’t help but think she’s relatively smaller.

“Here, Katt.”

Claudia, having revealed her breasts, stretched out her arms to me, and I immediately buried my nose in her cleavage. I really like her pale pink nipples.

“Sss… haa… nose-burial.”

As I breathed in with my nose buried there, savoring the fragrant scent unique to elves, Claudia gently stroked the back of my head.

“Our Katt. Good boy, good boy.”
“Claudia… I’m going to rest for a bit.”
“Okay, okay.”

So comfortable, really.

“Then I should prepare to meet the Saintess?”
“…There’s not much to prepare. I just need to go and say what I felt when I saw the Death Knight and talk about their faith.”
“Still, she’s Katt’s superior. You need to make a good impression.”
“She’s not the type to care about that, so it’s okay. And well, Claudia looks good no matter what, so I just need to pick out some decent clothes, right?”

It’s not like we’re having a serious discussion, so there’s no need to try to look good or anything. We’re just meeting casually. Since there’s hardly any information about Death Knights or Liches, it’s just an interview to secure testimonies.

“Hehe, I look good no matter what?”
“You’re a half-elf, after all.”

And it’s not like Claudia doesn’t know common sense.

I talked with Claudia for a while about what clothes to wear that day. Claudia usually wears a dark jacket with a hood when she goes to work.

But from what I saw walking around the capital, the elves I occasionally saw just openly showed off their ears. The passersby just glanced at them and didn’t pay much attention.

It doesn’t really matter if you show your ears.

“Hmm, still, I’m looking forward to it. What she’ll say.”
“You’re looking forward to it?”

Is she feeling a little curious because she’s meeting someone who’s the Saintess of the Order? Claudia could definitely be like that. I calmed my mind by carefully sucking and licking Claudia’s breasts while thinking that.

“Aah, Katt. That tickles.”
“Stay still.”

As expected, Claudia’s body is a sedative.

“Then, I’ll get ready to meet the Saintess?”
“…There’s not much to prepare. I just need to go and say what I felt when I saw the Death Knight and talk about their faith.”
“Still, she’s Katt’s superior. You need to make a good impression.”
“She’s not the type to care about that, so it’s okay. And well, Claudia looks good no matter what, so I just need to pick out some decent clothes, right?”

It’s not like we’re having a serious discussion, so there’s no need to try to look good or anything. We’re just meeting casually. Since there’s hardly any information about Death Knights or Liches, it’s just an interview to secure testimonies.

“Hehe, I look good no matter what?”
“You’re a half-elf, after all.”

And it’s not like Claudia doesn’t know common sense.

I talked with Claudia for a while about what clothes to wear that day. Claudia usually wears a dark jacket with a hood when she goes to work.

But from what I saw walking around the capital, the elves I occasionally saw just openly showed off their ears. The passersby just glanced at them and didn’t pay much attention.

It doesn’t really matter if you show your ears.

“Hmm, still, I’m looking forward to it. What she’ll say.”
“You’re looking forward to it?”

Is she feeling a little curious because she’s meeting someone who’s the Saintess of the Order? Claudia could definitely be like that. I calmed my mind by carefully sucking and licking Claudia’s breasts while thinking that.

“Aah, Katt. That tickles.”
“Stay still.”

As expected, Claudia’s body is a sedative.

* * *

Two days later, I took the armor that the Death Knight had been wearing and went to see the Saintess.

It’s not like there was anything left on the armor, so Risha couldn’t find out anything, and Karin, an armor expert, couldn’t identify the style either.

If you only look at this, you could say it’s not very meaningful data, but the most important clue is that the Death Knight was wearing it.

What if another Death Knight is found later wearing the exact same equipment?

That would mean that it’s their standard equipment, and that these heretical bastards have professional facilities to make standard armor for their knights.

It would prove that the heretics even have a blacksmith and the means to maintain the Death Knights’ equipment.

And the most important thing is that it’s standard.

Standard equipment can only be established if there are rules and regulations. In fact, it has been determined that the heretics wear black robes and have snow-white skin, and they all have wands with black crystals embedded in them. Well, if they’re mages from a certain group, it’s not unusual for them to unify their equipment, but if even the Death Knights’ armor is like that, it’s worth considering.

“This is the equipment that the Death Knight was wearing?”
“Yes.”
“A bizarre shape and an unpleasant color.”
“That’s certainly true.”

The Saintess frowned as she looked at the armor that I had arranged in the shape of a person.

“Good. I’ll have this analyzed for now. If we’re lucky, we might be able to find some special clues.”
“Yes.”

I just nodded because it’s a bit difficult to talk about Risha, the black magician.

“And perhaps this is the heretics’ standard armor.”
“Oh, I was thinking the same thing!”
“It’s a natural assumption. Well, you could say our minds are connected.”

As expected of the Saintess, she has a broad perspective.

“Hehehe, is this what they call the resonance of righteous hearts? It’s truly a mind becoming one!!!”

I stood up abruptly and clenched my fist tightly.
Then the Saintess took a slight step back and said.

“A, a mind becoming one…”
“Yes?”

What?

“Ah, no. It’s nothing. Anyway. Did you tell your first wife what I said?”
“Yes. Of course, I told her. She nodded right away when I told her. If you set a time, we can meet then.”
“I see…”

The Saintess returned to her seat after hearing my words.

Meeting her can be done according to the Saintess’s schedule. There won’t be any work until then anyway. When you think about it, aren’t we all unemployed except when we’re working?

“By the way, Paladin.”
“Yes.”
“Is there any conflict… arising from the fact that you have different races?”

Is she just asking?

“Well, I know there’s a bit of a difference in ideologies, but there’s no conflict at all. More than anything, she’s a half-elf. She’s extremely beautiful, so anything is fine.”
“Extremely beautiful, huh…”

The Saintess repeated that and bit her thumbnail almost habitually.

—Crunch.
—Crunch.

If you get into this habit, you’ll keep doing it. Lately, it feels like I’m smoking a cigarette or biting my nails while talking even when I’m just sitting still. I can feel that she’s getting more and more stressed.

“Hmph, well, that’s all that matters to men. It seems like the Paladin is surrounded by quite a few beauties.”
“Come to think of it, that’s certainly true. Well, there are my wives. And the Saintess is there too.”
“…”

I’m lucky with women.

“…I think it would be good to see her four days from now.”

The Saintess, who had been biting her nails, propped her cheek with her palm and said while looking into my eyes.

She seemed somewhat languid.

“Four days from now?”
“The day before yesterday, after the Paladin left, I had a meeting with the high-ranking clergy of the main church about this matter.”

A meeting.

Since she said high-ranking clergy, it must have been a meeting with people like cardinals or the Pope to come up with countermeasures. It’s a very important matter, so it’s only natural.

“Ah. Is the meeting delayed or something?”
“Yes. I work in the morning like this, and from the afternoon, the executives gather and devote themselves to the meeting. Judging from the situation, I set it for four days from now because that’s when I’ll have time.”

For now, the Saintess said that she completely trusts my words, and considering my achievements so far, everyone must believe me. And if a Lich really appears, it’s an unprecedented event. Everyone has no choice but to take it seriously.

Especially religious people.

“Well… then I’ll keep in mind that the time might change and keep it in my head.”
“Do so.”

Now that I look at it, the Saintess looked extremely tired.

“Wow, so you only do work in the morning and then have meetings from the afternoon?”
“Until late at night.”
“Then what about the backlog of work?”
“Haa… that’s exactly it. That’s what I’m worried about.”

The Saintess rarely sighed and leaned back in her chair. —Click. She naturally took out a cigarette case from between her breasts, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Overworked Saintess.

“The meeting is essential because of the matter, but I don’t know when I’ll be able to take care of other things at this rate.”

The more power a person has, the more they have to do themselves. Since the Saintess has most of the authority, she has no choice but to overwork herself.

—Slide.

I immediately brought a chair and sat across from the Saintess.

“That’s what I’m saying. Isn’t this really too much? How can they make the Saintess do all that alone? We need reinforcements.”
“I wish that were the case. But I have to do most of it myself to be satisfied.”
“As expected, you have a thorough personality. But what if the Saintess collapses? The Order should be more considerate and give you some vacation.”
“That’s a dream.”

I sat there for a while and talked to the Saintess. Even though she can only work in the morning, it’s clear that her motivation is already low. When you’re having a hard time, it’s always good to have someone to talk to for a while. It’s better than holding on to something you can’t do.

I talked for a while and then came outside.

* * *

Eventually, four days passed.

The appointment proceeded as planned.

The Saintess didn’t say anything about the results of the meeting, but when I went to see her two days ago, she told me that it seemed like things would be resolved well and asked me to proceed as planned.

“Katt. How is this dress?”
“I’m dying, Mama.”

I felt like I was going crazy with arousal as I looked at Claudia wearing a tight-fitting black dress. Her dark elf’s healthy bronze skin and mysterious purple hair went very well with the black dress.

Claudia’s existence itself is my aphrodisiac.

“Hehehe, really. We’re about to go out, so you can’t get an erection.”

Claudia bent her knees and waist slightly and poked my angry pillar that was about to burst out of my pants with her finger while laughing.

My pants are going to burst, really.

“It doesn’t loosen easily unless I put it in someone.”

I touched Claudia’s ear and said that.

“Let’s hold back for now? Katt can hold back, right? I’ll do anything you want when we get back.”

Claudia spoke as if she was coaxing me.

It’s not like I’m a man who has to ejaculate whenever I get an erection.

“No, I’m just saying it like a child. Do you think I can’t hold back?”
“But Katt has a hard time if you don’t ejaculate.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Can we do it about ten times when we get back?”
“You’re going to make Mama cry again.”

Claudia made a sulky face and stood up to stroke the top of my head.

“Ungrateful children cry.”

Anyway, I went outside with Claudia, who had finished getting dressed. The meeting place is the same place where I met Karin last time. It feels like it will be over with a simple conversation today.

Wasn’t it like that last time too?

Soon, we arrived at the meeting place, and I skillfully opened the door.

I could see the Saintess sitting there.