Chapter 732 – #020. Priest of Darkness, Kaya Levantein (25).

#020. Dark Priest, Kaya Levantane.

Starlight Orphanage.
When he was active in the Holy Empire, he moved around this place.
At Starlight Orphanage, he met Christina and met Loen.

Loen didn’t know about the ‘Tower of Struggle’, but he had a good time.
It was okay because she was a woman of my taste.

‘… Come to think of it, Dahye is similar.’

I seemed to like rags as much as virgins.
When Loen heard it, he would grab my cock with an angry face.

“Rachel, how are you?”
“Ugh!”

I can’t speak well.
It wasn’t that big yet.
But I’m good at listening.

I understood what her dad was talking about and answered.

People from Starlight Orphanage don’t know that we’ve just returned.
In the first place, it is said that he never left the orphanage.
It was because of his hard work.

“What about Cristina? How have you been with Rachel?”
“… Is it comfortable without her?”

Christina replied curtly.

Is it really so?
I was watching her Christina’s daily life.
He didn’t take his eyes off him even while dealing with Rex for Sylvia.

About a month.
It’s been about a month.

In the meantime, Christina has changed completely.
It doesn’t show on the outside, but the way I think about myself has changed.

“Did you put on perfume?”
“No? The Church of Light told us to stay away from artificial decorations.”
“Okay? Well then, I guess I got it wrong.”
“…”

Christina’s face turned red.
Was she the shame of being caught or was she the joy of being found out?
It’s a secret you’ll never find out unless you read the inside.

I couldn’t rest just because I came back to the orphanage.
Loen quickly adapted to his daily routine.
Taking care of her children, she helped with the orphanage.

“I am not tired.”
“There is nothing better than a peaceful daily life. I am grateful to be able to work.”

Rowen had a different idea.
Even these tedious routines of cooking, washing, and playing with the children could never be done during a war.
Thank you for a world without war.

“Are you afraid of war?”
“… I wasn’t afraid before. I was immature at the age of 20, when I was active as a mercenary. Because war was seen as money-making.”
“Now?”
“… To be honest, it’s scary. I hope there will be no war.”

Loen smiled happily while stroking his belly.
Then he looked at me.

“If it were you, wouldn’t it be possible to create a world without war? Both the light and the dark are taken lightly.”
“I am…”

A world without war.
If you try to make it, you can make it.
It’s because the concept itself is erased.

“It is possible.”

You just need to get rid of the position of God of War.
Then the war that humans think will not happen.

‘Another method of war will arise.’

There was also a very selfish thought of not wanting to change the world too much.
Want to preserve the original shape?

“Then there is nothing you can do. I guess I was too greedy.”

Speaking the truth, Loen also took a step back.

I spent a lot of time with Loen.
Maybe it’s because we’ve been together recently, so it wasn’t awkward.

“You’ve become very friendly.”

Christina asked, glancing at Loen.
Rowen replied indifferently.

“In a way, they are a couple. She has no choice but to be friends with Ryan.”
“…”
“How is the saintess? Is she not familiar with Rachel’s father?”

She knew what to ask.
Cristina sighed and looked at me.
The emotions swirling in his eyes are very subtle.

‘It’s over.’

It wasn’t like he liked me or anything.
To put it mildly, she was like Kaya.
It was close to the eyes that wanted something.

It was Christina’s wish, it was obvious without looking at it.

“Saint?”
“… Yes, Mr. Rowen.”
“Are you not close with Rachel’s father?”

Roen’s gaze reached me.
All she knew was that she was getting Christina into trouble.

Cristina was hesitant to answer.
It just glanced at me.

I didn’t go first either.
I spent time hugging and playing with Rachel.
As much as I couldn’t see it because I was walking around outside.
And she played as hard as she could for the days she couldn’t see them.

“Apa!”
“You learn quickly. Is it because you resemble me? Genius, genius.”
“Apa!”

Dad was all I could say.
That was enough.

“You know what is serious. You have already realized the importance of selection and concentration.”
“Bar!”

A day has passed since I returned to Starlight Orphanage.
Cristina spoke as if she had made up her mind.

“Ryan, I have something to tell you.”

Cristina looked for me with a worldly serious face.
While Rachel was with Loen for a moment, she seemed intent on ending the conversation.

“What to say?”
“I’ve been thinking. My relationship with Ryan. And even Rachel’s future.”
“Hmm, what do you think?”
“… Don’t you want to listen seriously?”

Cristina reprimanded her with her gruff voice.
I smiled shyly and said.

“It’s serious. I am in a state of listening with the intention of granting any request. Really.”
“Any request?”
“Huh. If our saintess realizes the importance of her family, I’m ready to make her a little sister for Rachel. Look at this.”

Her cock stood upright.
The front of his pants bulged out.
Even outwardly, the form was blatantly grandiose.

Christina Her gaze fell.
And frowned at her.

“Is that the only thought in your head?”
“All men in the world are the same. When he sees a woman, he wants to impregnate her.”

If you make a woman pregnant, the restrictions and responsibilities increase.
It’s just that I’m suppressing my instincts with reason.

“Especially when you see a healthy woman like Christina.”
“… Like me? Is that why you did that?”
“There was also a sense of mission to prevent the end of the world.”

I had a cause.
Although it is diluted a lot now.
Still, I’m still conscious.

“So what do you want to say? Why did you call me to find out why you raped me?”
“… That’s not it.”

Christina said.
She doesn’t forgive the rape, but she is grateful for the gift of Rachel.
If it weren’t for me, she would have lived her entire life as a Saint of the Church of Light, and she would have died in vain without knowing the joy of being someone’s mother.

“I made it clear. She’s not forgiving.”
“I didn’t ask for forgiveness either.”
“You have no conscience. Depriving a woman of her virginity like that, brazenly…”
“You should be happy now. Cristina is not happy? Is Rachel there?”
“Don’t keep mentioning Rachel. Ryan and I have nothing to do with Rachel.”
“Draw a line. Be cool.”

As she said that, she waited for Cristina to speak.
Christina, who was looking at me gently, burst out laughing.

She said, “She asked Loen to give birth to fifty children.”
“It is the content of the transaction. I help Loen avenge me, and Loen carries on my seed. We exchanged roles that each of us could play.”
“Did they say Loen was good?”
“She didn’t seem to like it.”

It seems that the story keeps going to the mountain.
It’s a conversation that will be over soon when Cristina brings her up.

“So?”

I continued to urge Cristina.
Don’t change your mind, what do you want to say?

“… I am not forgiving.”
“I never asked for forgiveness.”
“I mean, this is for Rachel. The Rowen family is crowded, but if Rachel is alone, she will be lonely later.”

Until the end, he makes Rachel’s excuse.
In this way, there is not much difference from following the orders of the god of light.
I genuinely want Cristina to say she wants to have children because she wants to.

“Loen does not reject Rachel. Rachel is her family too.”

Though not begotten of her own embryo, she is her child, descended from the same seed.
There’s no way Loen, who likes her children, will leave Rachel alone.

Cristina knows that too.
There was a time when I volunteered at Starlight Orphanage with Loen.
If you knew Loen better than I did, you’d know, but she’ll never know.

“…”

Christina pursed her lips.
She looked at me as if she was embarrassed to speak with her own mouth.

I crossed my arms and stretched them out.
You showed your determination to hold on until you speak with your own mouth.

“Whoa…”

Christina let out her breath.
Compared to her other women, her dainty breasts rose and fell.
As if he was finally prepared to speak, he glared at me.

“Is it so. I’ll be honest. It’s like you’re looking through me anyway.”
“Good.”
“I want a second one. As a son.”

Christina opened her eyes.

“You are sincere. Nice to see.”

The thought of impregnating my cock also heated me up.

“Make a second. I envy you, saintess.”
“Loen?!”

Loen, who had been eavesdropping from her hiding place, grumbled as she suddenly stuck her head out.

“Can I join you too?”
“No, it can’t be!”
“I’m used to being together.”
“Have you gotten used to that?”

Cristina was still a baby.
A baby with no tolerance for threesomes.