Chapter 158 – The Dream (5)

The first time her Violet had fallen asleep, Christia had intended to give her a half-hour nap rather than waking her up right away.

That’s because it was obvious.

As if advertised, ‘I couldn’t sleep’, every morning except for prayer time, I yawn without even trying, and continue to stumble as if I was turning the top hat.

Even if it wasn’t Christia, anyone other than Christia, who kept Violet close to her and checked her health from time to time to see if there was anything wrong with her,

It was enough to know that Violet had a hard time sleeping last night.

Christia herself. Even if she stopped eating and drinking and marched for three days and nights, let alone a day or two, she would only get light fatigue, but her Violet would at best have a slightly better physical ability than the average person.

What she meant was that she was practically no different from a normal person with her divine power in her body, and that she was as hungry and tired as them.

Besides, it was also a day.

It’s not too hot, and it’s not like they’re just pretending to be in the sunlight like in winter, it’s as if the goddess had ordered everyone to stop working today and take a nap or take a sigh.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that moderate warmth made her knight believe that her own worst enemy was not herself but her eyelids. It was a fantastic day.

However, since the saintess, who had not been able to sleep properly, had been exposed to such perfect sunlight for several hours from morning until now, it was not unreasonable for her to fall asleep so soundly.

Of course, as I said before, papers that had to be approved by today were lined up on the desk in relation to the event to celebrate Christmas in a few months, but

For Christia, who knew that her Violet had been through a series of mental challenges lately, although others might not know, she did not want to interrupt her Violet’s short break.

That’s why, when I was about to walk out the door of her office to get her to get drunk comfortably without anyone interfering,

“Huh… “
“Sir, saintess?”

Violet’s voice came out as if she had been waiting exactly the moment Christia’s gauntlet grabbed her doorknob.

Christia, who was about to turn her head towards her in case something happened to her Violet, stopped completely on the spot at the strange smell of her smell wafting into her own nostrils.

“This… ?”

It’s a familiar smell. No, it’s familiar, but somehow it’s a little different. It’s a smell that can’t be pinpointed, but what’s certain is that it’s the kind of smell that shouldn’t be noticed by others!

Violet must be taking a nap, right?
Like the revelation the goddess showed her last time, it was right that she was definitely taking a nap because there was no sign in advance.

But why?

‘Why did she put her hand on her own breast… ?’

I only glanced at her for a moment, but it wasn’t enough to spit out a sweet heart sound at the corner of her mouth, just like I did in her bathtub. .

Sleep talking

That strangely heated breath or actions such as pressing her chest with her hands were definitely different from normal sleep talking, but the way she muttered cutely in the middle was unmistakable.

There was no problem up to that point.

Sleep talking? It’s something like that. Well, sometimes he wakes up and sees himself in a position to take her sword right away.

But the smell was a problem.

The problem was the strong scent of violets, which he had smelled before at the Sacred Bath, and which had strong traces of it in his body. This smell that makes one’s stomach flinch is a smell that others should never notice.

‘It goes like this, it goes like this. Waiting outside the office like this, waiting outside the door until the saintess wakes up from the morning, and when the saintess wakes up… ‘

“Yes, yes… “
“Oh… “

You can guess what the saintess is dreaming just by looking at her drool talk.

It doesn’t matter if she’s here herself, and if the saintess wakes up, she’s herself.

She didn’t know what an awkward situation would lead if she herself was here and her Violet even woke up.

‘I’m going to wake up from the morning and keep her place until the holy woman cleans up the area around her that is wet here and there. Yes, that’s it Going out like this… ‘

But at that moment, another thought popped into Christia’s head.

‘But what if something happens to the saintess in the meantime? What would you say if someone came through that window? It’s the door to the office, if I’m guarding it… No, I’m not so sure about this either.’

There are sometimes

Just like now, they are trying to wait outside, but the authors arbitrarily kick in the door, saying that something urgent has happened somewhere.

He said that he would protect it fiercely, saying that no one knows the history of his life, but even the goddess does not know when and where such a person will break into this place regardless of her restraint.

‘I feel like I can’t control myself if I stay here, but I can’t leave the saintess alone, so what can I do… !’

In less than 10 seconds, she repeats questions and answers to herself hundreds or thousands of times. But then she caught Christia’s eye.

‘Lock!’

A lock that can only be locked from the inside, and can only be opened from the outside by breaking the door or using a key that only Violet owns.

Reason was shouting to ignore this lock and just go outside. Say that this choice was the right one, don’t regret it later, just stand outside and knock out whoever comes.

Yes, even if you think about it, this was the right choice.

“Huh… “

Clap-

But the moment I heard Violet’s sweet drooling from behind

Cristia’s hand, which had bitten her lips, was reaching for her lock, and her body had already returned to Violet, who was trembling as she pressed her own breast.

“What… What are you doing? A guy like me… ?!”

This never came through rational consequences. Her body, guided by the scent of this violet, according to her own internal memories, was moving itself on its own.

Clap clap clap-

If it wasn’t so, she was just moving towards her saintess, but couldn’t her own feet move in such a hurry as if there was a fire somewhere?

Even the closer you get, the stronger the scent of violets becomes, and the moment I saw the stain spread around the chest the saintess was touching, especially between the index and middle fingers spread apart as if to specify something.

Her own nose at last got out of her control and, like a dog that smelled a bone, longed for the sweet smell that wafted from it.

“I just need to wake the saintess… No, no. She is not sure that the saintess is having the kind of dream I imagine, and as I said before, the saintess has been through some mental hardships lately. As a paladin of hers, shouldn’t it be a way not to interrupt her half-huh, rest… ”

There was the easiest way, but Christia, who had been intoxicated by the scent of her violets, was talking nonsense as if she didn’t even know what she was talking about.

“Shall I open the window? No. At this time, ordinary people also visit the church to offer their faith to the Goddess or to do service. You can’t see this side from the outside, but if you open a window for no reason and others notice it, it’s a big deal.”

The saint continues to smell like her female, filling this office with her own pheromones, and even her breast milk is coming out of her chest.

A truly desperate situation.
Already her hands were starting her way towards her own skirt, and Christia was sure that these hands would never stop her.

That’s why she should have had to watch her situation until the end of her situation while breathing in her outside air, but to her surprise, there was no sign of embarrassment on Christia’s face.

‘Yes, for this moment, he gave me this item to help me overcome this ordeal!’

With these boxer shorts that He gave me, so that I wouldn’t dare to have a wrong mind that went against her order, so that I wouldn’t commit the sin of going into heat at the smell of her violet!

It is also for this time that she hid her man’s underwear given by the Goddess in the storage space located inside her shield in case of an unexpected emergency!

Just as she covers her nose and mouth with her towel in a fire, Christia hastens to (?) Shield her respiratory system from the smell of her violet bitches, pulling her boxer shorts from the storage compartment behind her own shield. He took it out and covered his nose and mouth.

And her gauntlets, which tore her own black stockings in an instant, tore her own black stockings, just as Tami Ying did well of her, and immediately threw her panties to the side of her.

Cristia, who had come this far, gave up control of her own pussy and decided to unconditionally secure as much as her panties, which were her only way out.

Like the head visors of her other crusaders, her gauntlets tugged her panties into her own breath, completely covering the rest of her face except for her eye sockets.

Squeak- squeak-

“Whoa… I, I go into heat with the smell of a man… Write, the saintess is right in front of you… Whoa… I will never go into heat with the smell of the saintess’ that, that place, or her breast milk.”

A saintess who suddenly rubs her own breasts in her office, squirts her breast milk, and lets out moaning sounds.

A collaboration between a holy knight who stands behind such a saintess and stabs her cunt while sticking her man’s underwear into her nose and mouth.

Prick prick-

Write it, whoa-
Write it, whoa-

Each time her fingers made a louder sound, Christia’s breathing grew louder as she covered her face with her panties like a mask.

‘Ah… No matter what you mean, it’s to protect her saintess, but she did such a shameful thing behind him… ! No, no! Are you saying that whenever a similar situation arises again, I will leave the seat every time?’

Although it is disrespectful, it would be a much better decision to erase her own wandering thoughts by quenching her desires like this.

The goddess also predicted this situation and she gave herself men’s underwear like this, underwear that smells like chestnut flowers.

Anyone could see that it was a nonsense idea, but Christia truly believed that she was overcoming it with her violet female scent, an object given to her by her goddess herself, and her faith.

“Write it, ha ha… Maybe it’s because he thought of inserting his finger into her cunt while watching from behind the saintess who was pumping out breast milk in broad daylight… Strangely more sensitive… “

It was precisely because of the tremendous sense of immorality that she secretly poked her partner behind her back, but even this did not allow her to know that Christie Agai was accepting of her faith and the guidance of her goddess.

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After about 20 minutes or so

“Um… “

Whether you know it or not, time has finally passed, which was by no means long, but was like an eternity for a paladin.

Violet, whose eyelids flinched in discomfort from the completely soaked dress and the shadow of a person instead of the warm sunlight shining from her back, slowly opened her eyes.

“Christia?”
“Yes, Holy Lady, please tell me.”
“Well, how long have I been sleeping… Whether… ?”

Could it be that you slept too long? Except for the time she was sleeping, she was Christia who would not leave her side even for a moment. If she had slept for two or three hours, it would be obvious what Christia would have been doing during that time.

“Exactly 30 minutes.”
“Ah… “

Have you slept less than you thought?
She was relieved that it hadn’t passed much longer than she thought, unlike herself, who had nervously choked her chest in case it had caused her a great deal of trouble.

‘Christia’s voice seems softer than usual. Is it an illusion?’

Should she say that she is very satisfied with something, or should I say that she smells strange?

“Ah?! Why, why am I all wet?!”
“You tossed and turned a little bit. I think it’s probably because of the sweat… Once I wiped it off, the saintess…”
“Sweat? Despite the sweat, something kept her heart aching… Ah?”

Chest? Violet tilts her head in the feeling that her chest reminds her of a dream she had. But the more she thinks about it, the more she feels for her breasts, the more she feels about herself and the deprivation she feels from it.

“… I don’t remember her, but I must have had a very strange dream.”
“I will order the water for her bath to be prepared.”

Clap clap-

“Yes, sorry! I’ll take care of it quickly, so please do your best… Uh?”
“Is anything going on?”
“Oh no! No… “
“Then I’ll be back soon.”

After bowing her head towards herself, Violet, who had been watching Christia until the end after opening the door, tilted her head as if it was strange.

“Christia, why aren’t you wearing stockings today?”

You wear it every day, but did you forget it today? Besides, why is it that she gets strangely hot whenever she keeps looking down at her breasts?

“Ugh… I don’t know! First of all, we need to sort out the urgent papers first!”

Violet clenched her fists cutely and began to immerse herself in paperwork, as if she couldn’t waste any more time when she didn’t have time.

Without finding a panty soaked in someone’s love juice and torn stockings in a corner of the office without a water bottle.