Chapter 255 – 21. Warrior Party – Blessing Flip (9)

The sixth act was Valdez caressing Cloudy’s crotch.

The seventh, like the fifth, is Claudy masturbating with Valdez’s penis.

And in the eighth, they came back for the first time and kissed. The difference is that it was not about who kisses whom, but about kissing each other. It was a mutually cooperative kiss.

By the time I finished three in a row, it was dark midnight.

“Huh… Huh…”

A saintess who let out a rough sigh that was bursting with heat. Valdez looked at her with her worried eyes.

“It’s okay?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

“It’s okay. Your legs are shaking.”

“It’s just that I’m not used to it.”

“What are you unfamiliar with?”

“Yes. No, don’t make fun of me. It can’t be helped. This kind of experience… It’s my first time.”

Cloudy bowed his head. A smattering of red was visible through the long silver hair that flew down. He’ll probably get angry again if I point that out. Valdez only smiled.

“I see. It was Cloudy’s first time.”

“All, of course! If it wasn’t for Valdez, he probably wouldn’t have been…”

Continuing her words, she suddenly raised her head and glared at her boy with her piercing eyes.

“Wait a minute. Why am I telling Valdez about this?”

He quietly induced him to speak, and he shrugged his shoulders calmly.

“Why do you ask me that?”

“And Valdez. The bet is over, so why are you talking half-heartedly?”

“Ah. I forgot. It’s so natural that I don’t know… Haha.”

“…”

Valdez tries to pass it off with a playful laugh.

The saintess glanced at him briefly, then withdrew her gaze and pointed at the wall right next to the door. I wanted to be calm and normal, but it was not an easy task. It was quite difficult just to stand tall on two legs without leaning on Valdez.

He should be like this, but Valdez, who is fine alone, is at a loss. I was even more upset when I found out why. Is it because you put too much strength on your legs? Even that was because Valdez had informed him, but he didn’t seem to be lying.

‘That’s probably because Valdes is used to it.’

How many women have you experienced so far?

The more he thought about it, the more his head simmered, but he was able to bear it.

“… Auntie?”

“Oh, yes. Why is that?”

“Suddenly you’re still…”

“Wait, I have something to think about.”

“… Can I pick you up?”

“… Yes?!

It was a question full of consideration in Valdez’s own way, but Cloudy shook his head from side to side in amazement. She hated her so much that she was rather ashamed of Valdes.

However, it was an absolute requirement for the saintess to be carried on her back. It wasn’t because she hated him, of course, she just wasn’t confident in him. She was confident that she could endure her own desires while her back and chest were in close contact with each other.

He wasn’t sure how he would be treated by Valdez if he accidentally did something odd when it wasn’t even time to bet. Maybe he will like him. She had already said that she saw herself as a woman, and she asked to be like her lover her even when betting.

Cloudy also liked Valdes internally. Even if I wasn’t sure if it was rational affection, I was able to accept what he wanted. But apart from that, he didn’t have the courage to do anything without the irresistible element of betting.

‘Oh, really. I’m ashamed….’

“Then I’ll take you.”

“No, no. Just… Just rest.”

“Ha, you’re really stubborn.”

Seeing him let out a deep sigh, the saintess’ lips were filled with subtle joy.

“Huh, you have the same opinion as me.”

“Oh, you know that you’re stubborn, don’t you?”

“Yes? No, Valdez is stubborn!”

After making a small fuss until the end, the two eventually agreed to part ways in the middle of the hallway and walked down the hallway together.

Even late at night, I could see one or two of her guards her as much as the lord’s saint, but I was busy going my way with nervous and stiff movements just from the saintess smiling at me. She is a saint, and her presence gives many people a sense of coziness with just her face her, but at the same time, she is enough to give a sense of intimidation.

“The moon is bright.”

“I know, right.”

“… Whoops.”

“Your aunt?”

Cloudy stopped. His head her was raised and he looked up at the sky.

“Think I’ll never have a family in my life.”

“Aren’t there members of the Goddess Church? There are also nuns who are close.”

“It’s different. It’s completely different. In the Goddess Church, I must be a saint. The relationship I have with them as a saint, and it is only possible because I exist as a saint.”

“…”

“Perhaps Valdes would like to ask this. So, what about the relationships you made before becoming a saint?”

Staring at the bright moon in the night sky, the saintess lowered her head and turned her body around. Her long skirt of her was lifted up by her centrifugal force, revealing her knees of her. She should have been wearing clothes underneath, but she had spilled so much that she had no choice but to take them off.

“Everyone died. Actually, there aren’t that many. The time I came to the Holy See and became a saint was quite short. …Well, I’m not the type to get along with people that much. Whoops.”

Laughing but never seeming happy.

Valdes listened to her words in silence. This was the first time he had even heard this story.

As the warrior Pedro, he thought he was quite close to the saintess, and he was actually like that. So she was drunk, but she also heard her secret secrets of her. So it was unexpected.

‘Is it because I have someone who can be considered family?’

Perhaps only Claudy himself knew the answer.

“I was so happy when I heard Valdes’ story.”

“I was also happy to have an aunt.”

“Huh, is that so? I’m glad that’s…”

“However.”

“…?”

“Still, I’d rather have a beautiful lover than my aunt.”

“…”

At Valdes’ bold declaration, Cloudy was speechless for a moment.

Her heart pounded and pounded again.

King of the Holy Kingdom. My heart fluttered more than when he said it quietly on a bed in a room there. The timing was not good and it was different from the time when it sounded like a half-complaint.

“Didn’t I tell you not to say that…”

“You didn’t.”

“Ah, uh, is that so…? Then… Uh. No, I think I did… Anyway! It’s already been decided. Only during betting time. Only then will I be Valdez’s woman…! So, ah, you know.”

Claudy was embarrassed as if he was stuttering and talking gibberish.

Valdez took a big step and strode towards her. The distance that had been quite far away was shortened in an instant, and the boy quickly stood in front of the saintess. The man wasn’t significantly taller than the woman, so it didn’t feel much, but it was enough to make one cloudy tremble.

“Cloudy.”

“Bar, Valdes! Call her aunt…”

“You said you wanted a family, right?”

Tall.

“That’s why…”

“Wouldn’t it be better to have two or three than one family?”

“Yes, yes, yes?! That, what is that… !”

“I’m fine with anything Cloudy wants.”

A man’s hand grabbed her hip from her.

At the sudden situation, Cloudy hiccuped and hiccupped. She panicked and tried to resist half a beat later, but her free hand her, which was faster than that, dug between the saintess’ side her and her arms her and hugged her back. It was like being held in his arms of her.

Cloudy buried her head sideways a little over Valdez’s chest her. His lips his twitched and he let out strange sounds.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

“It’s a cute moan.”

“Oh, no moaning…”

“Haha. It’s nice.”

“…”

The sound of friendly laughter echoing overhead.

Cloudy quietly buried his body her in the warmth he felt from his cheek her. It was a pleasant coziness. He must have been a little bigger boy, but he was strangely comfortable and warm. I wondered if it would be like this if it was a family, especially a family sitting side by side.

‘But, Valdes… Valdes is Gisela’s son. My sister’s son, who is like a real sister….’

The saintess’s arm, which had been stretched under her, slowly rose up. And she hugged Valdez. It was an unconscious act. A reflex action as a saint who is much more accustomed to being held rather than being held.

But thanks to that, Cloudy’s body her was more closely attached to Valdez.

‘What if… What if… If Valdez hadn’t been Gisela’s son….’

A single thought that passed without being conscious of it.

But her reason she snapped at the thought and she held it tight.

‘… No. Really… Is Valdes really Gisela’s son?’

Valdes was already a bigger presence to her than she thought.

Even though it started as a child like a nephew, the skinship with Valdes. And the many hours of thinking about him drew the boy deep into the saintess’s heart.

It was Cloudy, who had never had a deep relationship with anyone. He had never thought so deeply about anyone since the end of the war, except for the goddess. Before that, there were quite a few people who were like family, and there were people who could be considered friends.

But most were not dead. In one of them, the saintess herself played a part in returning her life to her to her goddess.

A time when the most fanatical temperament was strong. I can’t say that I’m not a fanatic even now, but at that time, the things happening around me couldn’t be exhausted without finding the goddess. Dozens of people died every day, and they looked for goddesses or saints right before they died.

When her heart was at stake, the only thing she could rely on was her goddess her, who gave her great divine power.

In any case, Cloudy, who had lived a lonely life, had a new light.

It no longer mattered whether Valdes was Gisela’s son. No, it was important in another sense. If he was Gisela’s son, he couldn’t accept it as reason, even because of the endless guilt.

‘But, but what if not….’

Unless Valdes is Gisela’s son.

If he had a connection with Gisela’s acquaintance her.

If he had heard the story from Gisela’s real son.

If he had heard something from a former warrior’s apprentice or acquaintance.

“…”

Cloudy’s head turned furiously.

‘I’m sure there must be a ring Gisela gave me somewhere in my room.’

It was a steel ring that he did not sell even in difficult times, saying he would give it to his lover later. In the end, the owner became herself leaving for the castle kingdom, not a lover, but she always held the ring tightly.

When you sleep, when you are hit by someone.

‘Perhaps even a little bit of Gisela’s blood?’

There was such magic.

Holy magic created in the Holy Kingdom.

The purpose was to identify blood ties.

The purpose was to find out the affair, but the breadth of blood ties was wider than expected. I wouldn’t know if it was a completely different lineage, but if the affair target was a man’s lineage, magic couldn’t discriminate that much. The standard is about 7-8 degrees.

Due to the characteristics of those who marry only between aristocrats or royalty, there are more people who reach the 8th degree than expected. In addition, the possibility of political manipulation could not be ignored.

Thanks to that, she was able to use that magic even though it was eventually discarded.

‘Bloodstains are not easily erased.’

The saintess’ eyes flashed.

She couldn’t see her Valdez her because of her holding her her in her arms her, but she felt something strange about her and looked around her. However, because I was embracing the cause of the feeling, I couldn’t find anything.

‘Did I feel wrong?’

When Valdez was feeling puzzled, Cloudy pushed him away and escaped.

“Your aunt?”

“I’ll go alone from here.”

“… Yes. Good night.”

“Valdes too, hehe.”

Cloudy neatly turned his back and disappeared to the end of the hallway as if he had no regrets.

‘There is still time. You’ll probably stay in this castle for three more days, right? That’s enough.’

Valdes, who could n’t read her saintess ‘mind her, felt strange about her strange reaction her, but decided to just move on.

Cloudy had already crossed over to some extent. He didn’t say anything about the flat words he said while talking about his family his, or the hugs he grabbed at his hips his. It was clearly proof that her heart was shaking.

‘There are still 12 rounds left, hmm. How would you like to write this?’

Valdes hums happily and returns to his room.

But he didn’t know

Cloudy’s feelings for Gisela, and her obsession with her.

That he was wrong.