Chapter 134 – Saint Violet (5)

That moment when Violet was fighting a lonely battle alone

“Ha… Ha… Under… Hehe… “
“Saint… ?”

Cristia, who was escorting her Violet, was restless at the sight of Violet staggering as she continued to breathe hotly.

When she grabbed hold of Violet, she seemed unable to focus on escorting her, and when she focused only on escorting her, she was afraid that Violet would stumble again and hit her head somewhere, so she couldn’t do anything about it. .

“What on earth are you looking at, what kind of trials has He sent you to suffer so much… “

If Violet, who is still watching Shinseon-dong and Eleonora’s filthy Gong-Gya ass show, had heard this, she would have let out a sigh of relief, saying that it was really fortunate that she was the only one who could communicate with the goddess.

Of course, a mere (?) Paladin who has no way to know this, Christia is just waiting for Violet to return to her consciousness, stomping her feet.

“Huh… ?!”
“This!?”

Clink! Coo-!

And again, while she was looking around her for a moment, her saintly body staggered and tried to fall down next to her, and Christia hurriedly took her sword and shield in her hands as before. I threw it away and carefully took her violet.

‘It can’t go on like this.’

She just said she was a revelation, so she thought it would be over after simply being told, but she’s already half an hour. Compared to her usual revelations and oracles, which lasted for at most 10 minutes, this was clearly an anomaly.

“Be careful… “
“Ha… Like that, like that… ?!”

She couldn’t hear her own words, but Christia muttered, looking at Violet, who was still breathing heavily with her fresh red face.

“… It can’t go on like this.”

Although she herself cannot come between the saint and the goddess, she is the sword of her goddess and the shield of her saint at the same time. Should be

Support her saintess so she doesn’t fall.
The escort of her saintess is also perfectly achieved.

How could he be called the leader of the Holy Knights who served Violet if he couldn’t even reconcile the two?

Her decision was quick, and her action was long overdue, and Christia took off her breastplate of her pure white plate armor, like her eyes with her cups that shaped her woman’s breasts, her own breasts. It started.

The first thing that fell off her hand was her shoulder glove, which was wearing a cloak with a red cross on a pure white background, like a Crusader of the Goddess Church.

In order to take off her breastplate, it was a natural process that had to be taken off first.
I guess that’s how she took off her gauntlet too, now that it’s completely sleeveless.

Now I just need to unfasten the belt connecting the front and back of this breastplate…

“Oh… “

But she never got her hands on her own belt.

After all, if she took this off, she would be in what is commonly called a semi-nude, topless, topless state. I usually wear something like black tights underneath, but

The weather had been hot lately, so sweating was unpleasant, and there was still room for her breasts in her breastplate in the first place.

In other words, if she took off this breastplate for one reason or another, she would be naked, limited to the upper half of her body.

“It’s okay to show her breasts, but to show her stomach, navel… !”

However, her conflict was short-lived, and when her saintess began to stumble again, Christia immediately began to unhook her own belt without hesitation.

‘Yeah, what’s the big deal about showing that belly button?

Soon, her belt, which connected her front and back, came loose, and the breastplate that covered Christia’s body came off, revealing her pure white upper body.

Her well-shaped big breasts, a little smaller than Violet’s head, swayed, and her two pink tips lifted her head upright in the cool outside air.

Christia didn’t care about this and went straight ahead of her and sat down on her knees as well as her.

And Christia, who gently wrapped her arms around the back of her head straight back, led her Violet’s head to her own breasts.

“Eww… Standing, the saintess’s body is on my bare chest… !?”

I was prepared for the pants, but should I say this, or should I say embarrassing?

“Ha… “
“Hehe… ?!”

Christia flinched involuntarily at the hot breath that came out of the mouth of her saintess, who was pressing her forehead to her own breastbone, but soon she didn’t care about the hot breath blowing from her own nipple.

Leaning her Violet fully against her own chest, she grabbed her sword and shield, which had been rolling on her floor, straight ahead to do her part.

She could show her own breasts or navel to anyone, as long as it was for Violet’s comfort.

Wasn’t she prepared for it in the first place and took it off like this?
Christia clenched her mouth so that her molars clashed at the weight of her hand in her own hand.

As if she would never, no matter what happens, she herself would never escape from here.

But did she know
That her true enemy was on the inside.

“Ha… Hehe… Hehe… “
“Sir, the saintess is sleeping… Kahn… ?!”

As she was leaning her head against her own chest as a cushion, the hot breath from her mouth flowed down her stomach and straight into her own navel.

But she could bear it as long as it was just her breath.
The problem was that Violet wasn’t just exhaling hot breath.

“Haum… Chew up… Um… “
“Sigh… Saintess… Biting your breasts, sour and sour… ?!”

As Violet let out her hot breath, she immediately opened her mouth and began biting Christia’s breasts. It was Christia who tilted her head at the slight pain she felt in her own chest at first.

As her time passed and the head of her saint buried in her own chest shook, she felt the sensations all over her chest, and finally realized that she was biting her own breast and sucking it from time to time.

She just gritted her teeth and endured it.

‘Ah… What the hell is this all about? The saintess is having such a hard time, but there is nothing I can do other than accept this delicate body… ‘

What a huge future, what kind of threats are looming, what are we seeing, so we are suffering so much.

The saintess who always saved them with her goddess-like benevolent smile is so painful that they don’t even know that she is biting into other people’s flesh… ?

Jjook, side…

The sound echoed from the chapel.
It was the sound of her saintly woman appearing while sucking the nipple she was biting into.

In response, Christia looked around her and lowered her head to correct her posture by removing her slightly embarrassing Violet.

However, the moment she confirmed Violet’s appearance, Christia had no choice but to put her sword down immediately.

“Saint… !”

It was completely soaked. Up until now, if I had only sweated after exercising, now I was wet enough to say that I had been standing in the scorching sun for an hour or two.

Not to mention her trembling legs as if she was feeling uncomfortable somewhere, as well as drops of sweat running down her neck and into her moderately swollen breasts.

In response, Christia, wanting to take some of her heat out of her body, dared to reach into her clothes and grab the collar of her dress near her chest, trying to make her ventilate more easily.

“Saint… The chest… ?!”

She wondered why only her breasts were particularly wet. When I lifted her collar like this, I could see something from her breasts.

From those cute pink nipples, a pure white, lumpy liquid that shouldn’t come out of a virgin’s body was seeping out little by little.

“Ha… Ha… “

Mother’s milk, no, is it correct to say that it is the breast milk of a saint?

“Why is this? No, I’ve heard somewhere that milk came out of the breasts of virgins who hadn’t even been married, depending on a person’s constitution.”

She was the virgin of a saint. She was a paladin who had taken care of Violet since she was a child.

However, the important thing right now was not whether or not the saintess was chaste.

‘Again, again… ! Again, something heats up in her heart… ?!”

Earlier, when she first observed her saint’s abnormality, something incomparable to the exhilaration she felt when she inhaled her thick scent hit her heart and thumped her hand. Was making me flinch.

It’s as if she trembles uncontrollably, like her hands wriggling when she sees a cute puppy or cat.

“Um… Tsk… “
“Uh, come on… I need to make it stop… “

Gulp…

Cristia, who carefully raised her saintess’ chin, hurriedly tried to correct her posture. It was to make her hold her forehead between her own breastbones as she did before, so that she would no longer be forced to bite or suck her own nipples.

But why

The hand that held her chin, and the hand that was swinging that heavy sword trembled.

Why

Geum-an, who was pursuing her fair justice, began to alternately look at her pink nipples and her saintly lips.

Gulp… !

Once again, the fragrant scent of violets began to fill Christia’s nostrils, and the moment the saintess with her violet hair and her eyes closed was reflected in the golden eyes of the strong paladin.

“Um… “
“!!”

The saintess’s eyelids, which were firmly attached to her, began to move.