Chapter 127

EP.127 The Truth Revealed (1)

Out of nowhere, the unexpected intruder into my room was none other than the pale-faced Sister Beltein.

The fact that she arrived at this late hour without any prior notice.

Drenched in sweat, wearing a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination.

For a moment, I almost didn’t recognize her, but there was no doubt about the owner of that earnest voice calling my name.

“Sister!? Are you conscious!? No, more importantly, where did that hand come from!?”

My gaze, following the strong scent of blood, quickly fixated on her hand, smeared with dark red blood.

There had been similar situations before, but the depth of this wound was far beyond comparison.

The blood gushing from the injury seemed to indicate a severed artery, showing no signs of stopping.

“Wait a moment! I’ll start praying right now!”

“R, Ra, Regis…”

As soon as I dropped to my knees, she suddenly started showing signs of fainting in front of me, so I hurriedly sat beside her and began my prayer.

Had she been attacked by someone?

If so, who on earth could it be?

Could it be the same culprits who tried to assassinate the Hero before?

While my lips gracefully recited the prayer, my mind was a tangled mess of various suspicions and thoughts, creating utter chaos.

“It’s alright. The wounds are all healed now. But you’ve lost quite a bit of blood. Please, rest for a while.”

“……..”

Fortunately, Sister’s wounds had healed without any complications.

But as she suddenly sank against my shoulder, her body felt limp, and she seemed unable to respond to my words, only letting out occasional breathy sobs.

Thanks to Bigtim, who sprang into action and went outside to keep watch before I could say anything, I didn’t have to worry about immediate safety.

However, it was only natural to be deeply concerned about the sight of the often cold and composed Sister, now so disheveled and trembling.

“At least wear this for now. You can tell me what happened slowly. If a real emergency comes, we’ll protect you, so don’t worry.”

“………!”

As I draped a spare outfit from the closet over her shoulders, I spoke in as comforting a tone as I could.

That’s when it started.

A faint light began to flicker in her tumultuous sky-blue eyes that had been clouded like a fog.

“I’ll go get someone. Please wait in my room with Bigtim.”

Rising slowly, I tidied my clothes for a moment.

The reason I took on the role of messenger was simple.

Having already exhausted my miracle that could only be used once a day, there was nothing left for me to rely on, unlike Bigtim, who, as the leading figure in this system, would obviously be a reliable support for her at any moment.

Just when I had made that rare and swift decision and turned my back to her, reaching for the doorknob, that was the moment.

“R, Regis. Priest…”

A wistful voice calling me made me turn back absentmindedly, and my retina, tinted with faint suspicion, was suddenly submerged in a wave of shock.

“S, Sister!? What’s going on right now!?”

The shock was so overwhelming that I couldn’t even finish the words I had started to say.

It was incredulous enough to see the usually cold and domineering Sister kneeling on the dirty floor.

The sight of her resting her head without hesitation on her hands gathered delicately on the floor resembled that of a beggar selling her pride for a single gold coin.

“P, please! Lift your head!”

Despite my urgent plea, she showed no sign of movement.

I even tried to forcibly raise her, but the thin fabric of her negligee made it puzzling for me on how to touch her without thinking too much.

“Please… don’t go…”

“Excuse me?”

“P, please… don’t abandon us…”

“Sister…!?”

Clearly, my mind was in a state of paralysis.

Her voice, seemingly holding back tears, resonated with desperation and urgency.

Just hearing it was enough for me to sense the profound despair she was grappling with.

“I’ll give you everything I have… my body… anything. I swear to dedicate all the value I can create in the future to you, the Priest. You can treat me as your property. I’ll swear to God right here and now… if you ask for my purity, I would gladly become a dog and lick your feet immediately…”

Shaking with an unknown emotion, her shocking words poured out without a hint of filler.

As if she had rehearsed it dozens of times in her mind.

Like a soulless machine simply executing commands.

Sister Beltein’s tear-laden pleas continued for a while.

Swish.

“Sister!”

I snapped out of the stupor that had far exceeded what my brain could handle when I witnessed the shocking sight of Sister Beltein slowly loosening the negligee she was wearing.

“You can’t do this! This is unacceptable!”

“………”

I hastily grabbed her shoulders, but regret hit me suddenly like a slap to the face, wishing I had moved a little faster.

As the strap of the negligee gently loosened, the thin fabric that covered her shoulders slipped down effortlessly.

A hair’s breadth away. I could have prevented that fall right at her shoulders, but.

If I eased my grip even slightly, it was undeniable that right in front of me, she would become entirely bare.

It was maddening.

From a functional perspective, watching the excessive flesh wobble in sync with her breaths nearly made me shut my eyes instinctively.

However, blocking my vision was a dull mistake.

My hidden masculinity, usually never showing its face, was desperately trying to engrave that seductive sight into my mind just before my retina would lose its light.

The pale skin, glistening with sweat.

A scent richer than any perfume.

Her sultry breaths dancing along my nape.

I realized some time later that my breathing had grown rougher since then.

“Sister… just… please calm down for a moment…”

“Ugh…!”

Fortunately, the tug-of-war between reason and instinct concluded with logic’s victory.

Thanks to the training I underwent during my apprenticeship as a Priest, suppressing desires was easier.

And the days spent being pushed and pulled between the Saint and the Hero didn’t hurt either.

To be honest, if one of those had been absent, I surely wouldn’t have been able to shake off this dizzying temptation entirely.

That’s how attractive Sister Beltein was to me.

The reason I constantly threw her flirtatious looks during my apprenticeship was due to a half-and-half desire to befriend someone with a secured future and to intertwine in a romantic relationship with her.

If someone were to ask me who my first love was in this life, after some time of contemplation, I would undoubtedly mention her name.

“Sister. I may lack insight, but I truly don’t understand why you’re acting this way. However, I can firmly say that you’re not in a state to make normal judgments, and your precious purity shouldn’t be lost in this manner at this moment.”

“A, ah…”

With my words, Sister’s head seemed to lose its support, and slowly fell towards the floor.

What a shame. To say that I didn’t feel even a bit of dread would be a lie.

But at this moment, I didn’t have the capacity in my heart to shoulder another person’s life entirely.

I couldn’t simply succumb to lust and neglect my responsibilities.

Moreover, just outside this door was Bigtim, still a minor, who could blush just from holding hands with a girl.

It was clear that speaking and acting in a way that could mislead the innocent Bigtim about sex education was off the table.

In my personal view, this was too early for Bigtim to witness Sister’s current state and actions.

“So please, Sister. I’ll keep today’s events to my grave. Please…”

Screech.

A soft sound replaced the ominous ripping of thin fabric as something gently landed atop my unguarded body.

“I won’t move an inch until the Priest tells me he’ll stay by our Welna’s side!”

The fluttering voice that came through suddenly reminded me of something I had long forgotten.

…Our Welna?