Chapter 140 – Sleepless Night (2)

When her saintess was struggling alone, Christia guarded her doorstep the moment her bedroom door closed, until the last moment when she went to bed.

After that, she patrolled the perimeter of her church several times to make sure she was safe before she went to her bedroom and changed into her comfortable nightgown.

“Hmm… “

Now, lying on her back in her bed, all she had to do was prepare for tomorrow, a new day, but instead of going under the covers for some reason, Christia was drooling with her arms crossed over her legs.

The moonlight, which had been covered by clouds for a while, slowly began to shed its light toward the world again along with a gust of wind, and this was not an exception in Christia’s bedroom.

The blue moonlight that came through the window slowly began to illuminate Christia’s bedroom, which had been locked in darkness, and her bed, where she was sitting.

“… “

Soon, the moment Christia touched what she was staring at, the strange piece of cloth that was placed on her own bed, she opened her mouth, which Christia had tightly closed.

“I can’t quite figure out what the meaning of this was given to me as a lowly servant of the Goddess… “

A few hours ago, the moment Christia, after taking her bath with her saintess, went to her chapel to confess her sins and prayed her prayers.

A dazzling group of lights suddenly poured down from the halo of the goddess statue toward Christia.

Christia, who was greeted by her group of lights made up of pure divine power with a concentration that was incomparable to her violet’s divine power, couldn’t help but bewildered her.

Even if she is praised as a master-class knight, the lower level of Eleonora Croft, who is called a living legend, it is only a story between humans.

To her church, to her goddess, Christia herself is nothing more than a paladin who serves the goddess and saint.

No matter how undefeated among humans, she is praised as the leader of the Holy Knights and the sword of the goddess, she is still a human and a lowly servant of the goddess Io.

How could she bestow such unbearable grace on herself, on herself who is not even a saint, but a mere paladin?!

Her goddess had answered her own prayers, not even her saint, but a mere human!

Even just before her, she was confessing to herself an indelible sin!

Neither in her scriptures to worship her Goddess, nor in all the history of her church, is there any record of her that He answered her paladin’s prayers. Literally nothing!

She herself sees and feels her miracle that will go down in the history of the continent.

Of course, she did not know if her goddess had responded to her own words, which were only her sword, and to herself, a sinner who deserved her immediate punishment.

It is not even known for what purpose this cluster of light, which has so much divine power that it is impossible to distinguish right away, came down.

Are you trying to punish yourself for committing a sin worthy of wrath?

Christia closed her eyes again and prayed, muttering that she would gladly accept it if she wanted to punish herself, a sinner who had dared to insult her agent, and would leave everything to you.

Contrary to her expectations, however, Christia carefully opened her eyes to the sensation of the group of lights gradually fading and the fragments of her divine power that were scattered like grains of sand.

She did and she was able to discover.

On top of the small altar in front of the statue of the Goddess, something had been put on the altar that hadn’t been put on anything until just a moment ago.

“That… ?”

While Christia wondered what the hell was going on for a moment, Christia thought that she sensed that the paladins patrolling the church were running towards this place with a wave of tremendous divine power from the chapel.

As it is, the Holy Knights are to prohibit anyone from entering, and the goddess’ representative, the saint, arrives here to clearly reveal the identity of this object given by the goddess and why the goddess gave it down.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that this was a truly unprecedented event in the history of the Goddess Church, and no matter how much he was the leader of the knights leading the paladins, he had no authority to deal with such a major incident.

So, he hurried to the altar to protect it.

A woman’s voice flowed into Christia’s ears from among the fragments of divine power that disappeared and scattered like a haze.

-This is the guidance I give you, the guidance I give you only… Huhu, as a secret between the two of us… Sun… Blanket…

“!!”

Reflexively at the sound of her own voice in her own ears, Christia turned her head and looked up at her goddess statue.

Again, the image of a woman slowly ascending toward the sky using the sunlight disappearing in the clouds as a stairway.

She saw the figure of a woman with a halo above her head, just like the statue of her goddess she was seeing.

“Mi, lowly paper… Your will… Bah, I’ll take it… !”

Although she is Christia, who always maintained her composure in any situation, she received her own lord, calmly accepting this unbelievable miracle before her own eyes, and saw a young child in her eyes. It was difficult to ask Yang to keep her composure.

However, even so, Christia was able to maintain her reason at least because she was a devout believer in the goddess and trained herself more than anyone else among her paladins.

As her own state completely disappeared with the light, her paladins opened the door of the chapel and came in at once.

Realizing that the miracle she had witnessed was real, Christia quickly took the piece of her cloth that had been placed on her altar and hurriedly threw it into her bosom and hid it.

To her subordinates, she blurted out that nothing had happened.

So time passed, and now, with the moonlight as the light, Christia spread the piece of cloth the goddess had given her on the bed, and she was once again greatly embarrassed.

“This, this! This is… ?!”

It’s panties It wasn’t the triangular panties that her women wear, nor the giddy and sensual lace panties that she sometimes seduces the opposite sex she likes, nor the thongs that prostitutes wear at prostitutes, and they don’t even deserve to be called panties.

This is-

“Aren’t these men’s panties?!”

Stripe pattern!

Even though it looks like a simple line is drawn, it is possible to create a variety of designs depending on the thickness and spacing of the line. If the distance between the lines is narrow, it is classic, and if it is wide, it looks casual.

The true identity of this piece of cloth fluttering vigorously in Christia’s hand, who had been unwittingly calm and screaming, was boxer shorts with an impressive stripe pattern.

“Why, why did you give me this, why did you give me this underwear?!”

She is Almighty, if she were Him, she would surely know that she was a woman even though she was wearing her armor, but why did she give herself the underwear worn by men?

Should she face her own sins?
No matter how attractive she is, does she deliberately let down her men’s panties like this in order to realize that she is a woman herself?!

No matter how, no matter how much he opened his virgin cunt and peeped at her hymen,

Back-

“Shut up?!”

Cristia, who had suddenly thought of the day’s affairs, trembled at the sensation of her own cunt.

“I definitely thought that the saintess’ body had changed to that of a woman, but I, I didn’t expect it to be like that… Couldn’t… !”

It is the source of the fire that puts the love juice of a female in heat into this body.
It was nothing else, but the source of the trouble was that she had just begun to open her eyes to sex and drank a full cup of the love juice of a saintess who had been in heat for the first time.

Like the words of Eleonora, a legendary female knight she once met, she must have thought that she too had abandoned her life, but whether it was intentional or accidental, all those efforts went to waste in an instant.

“Shut up, breathe… Again, stimulation is felt in the genital area… In other words, the instinct as a woman that has been forgotten for so long is approaching all at once… !”

Thump!

She could see that Christia had collapsed beside her, powerless unlike a paladin. That she was in heat.

Her own cunt and her womb were clamoring, demanding that she pay the price for blindly ignoring her body, which had become hot due to her saintess during the daytime.

And she was rising again.
The scent of female sap that had spilled into her own body, the scent of her saintly scent, and that distinctive scent of violets, rose up her own throat, passed through her nostrils, and reached her brain.

“Can not be done… I am the sword of the goddess… ! I can’t commit the blasphemous crime of having sex while remembering the saintess’ child and liquid. !”

Fearing this, fearing this, she confessed her sins to her Goddess and asked for her punishment.
In order to prevent the worst situation of going into heat with the scent of her saintess, she asked the goddess to punish her body.

“Ha… Can not be done… Her hand, can’t stop, everything… If she went on like this, she would really, really remember her scent, look at her genitals, and comfort her pussy with her own hands… !”

Even though the word pussy came out of her mouth, as if urging her to realize that she was a vulgar sinner, Christia in her heart, almost madly, begged the goddess that this lowly servant would not commit the sin again.

Despite her faith, her hands helplessly went down and ripped off her black panties.

Although there is no cock in the pussy that has already been preheated, unfortunately, she is drooling as if asking for her fingers.

And in this situation, the moon, which had been hidden in the clouds again, suddenly squeezed through the clouds and fired its own light into Christia’s tear-filled golden eyes.

In the spotlight created by the blue moonlight, the striped patterned boxer shorts that had been left unattended began to shine.

As if Cristia had finally noticed the sight that she had to go unnoticed by, she stopped holding her left hand as it tried to reach her cunt.

If you want to go, go!

Naturally, his left hand, which had been encroached on by his instincts, headed for her tight pussy.
Christia then grabbed her boxer shorts with her right hand, which had been drying her left hand with her.

Then,

“Write!!”