Chapter 29: The Nun Who Went into Heat for Me - 6

If my guess is right, it looks like we share half of each other’s highest stat.

My highest stat at the moment was Mentality, while Reina’s highest stat was Vitality.

Just as my Vitality had increased by 50, Reina’s Mentality had probably risen by around 80.

Is this what they mean by husband and wife being one body and one mind?

Thanks to that, it was fair to say Reina’s chronic nymphomania had been resolved to some extent.

With her Mentality at least at the superhuman level, she can hold out for about a week.

Once a week, I could fuck Reina thoroughly enough to satisfy her.

I would have to do it without the other nuns finding out, but I had more than enough ability to pull that off.

But why didn’t Isabelle say anything?

Isabelle must have gotten a Mark of Love on her lower abdomen too.

If so, she should have mentioned it to me, yet she had not said a single word.

Could it be because she didn’t notice the mark on her lower abdomen?

The Mark of Love that had appeared on Reina’s lower abdomen was so faint that one would not notice it without looking closely.

Isabelle was not yet used to handling her own body, so she could easily have overlooked it.

"Ian, if you keep staring at me like that, I might get pregnant."

Was it because I had been staring so intently at her lower abdomen?

Reina teased me in a slightly flushed voice.

I answered listlessly.

"Just in case, cast a contraception miracle on yourself."

"Why? Don’t you want to get me pregnant?"

"I do, but not yet."

Unlike Isabelle, my principal wife, Reina was my cock sleeve and still had much to do for me.

It was too soon for her to get pregnant.

"Aww, I wanted to be the first one to get pregnant with your child."

"Too bad, but I’ve already decided who’ll be the first to get pregnant, so give up on that dream."

"Aww, I wanted to have your first time too."

"Then be my first cock sleeve."

"Really? Hehe, I’m the first!"

I wanted to object to how sincerely delighted Reina looked at the words “first cock sleeve,” but barely held myself back.

. . .

"Um, Ian."

"What?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"What are you curious about?"

Shortly before they arrived at Entiel Village,

Reina asked Ian a question that had been weighing on her mind.

"Who are you, really?"

The occasional mannerisms that made him seem like a nobleman.

The fact that he had been blessed by the goddess Helia.

His discovery of Angel’s Rest, which no one else had ever found.

Even secrets concerning divine power that she, a former saint candidate, did not know.

And then such a man had come to this countryside, fallen in love with a country girl whom no one cared about, and even married her.

Anyone would find the circumstances suspicious in many ways. If Ian had not obtained a Mark of Love, there would have been people who suspected him, like Vanessa had.

But after seeing Ian’s true nature, Reina became curious in a different sense.

How could a man this beastly be capable of true love?

Considering what he had done to her, he was absolutely not the sort of man who should be.

"The man who fucked you."

"You told me not to joke when I answer questions, but now you’re the one answering with a joke."

"I’m not joking. There’s no other way to explain it."

Ian grabbed Reina’s breast.

Hard.

"Aahh♥ If you suddenly do this, I won’t be able to hold back..."

Given how sensitive a woman’s breasts were, she should have felt bad, but Reina was delighted instead.

"And what matters to you is what I do from here on out."

Ian explained his future plans into Reina’s ear.

Upon hearing them, Reina was startled out of her wits.

The more I look at this man, the more attractive he is. How is that possible?

Reina could not hide her excitement at his plan.

His violent, malicious plan stirred her dark desires.

Perhaps—just perhaps—this man might be the only one capable of saving the sisters suffering under unreasonable doctrine.

Reina held on to that hope.

. . .

When I arrived home, Isabelle welcomed me.

"I’m back."

"You worked hard, Ian."

"Nothing happened while I was gone, did it?"

"No. Just like you said, I stayed inside the house."

"Thank you. It must have felt suffocating, but you granted my request."

"It’s all right. As long as I have you, Ian, I wouldn’t mind staying shut inside the house for the rest of my life."

"No. I’ll make sure you can live freely."

Although Rose’s Punishment had been cured, I kept Isabelle inside the house.

Considering her beauty, there would surely be more than one man harboring ulterior motives toward her.

There might even be bastards who targeted her because she was fragile and tried to rape her.

Like John’s gang.

But we can’t go on like this forever.

What I needed to do going forward was make this village safe enough for Isabelle to live freely.

I’ll deal with them one by one.

The Ceremony of Light would be held soon, and if those bastards moved as I expected, I could easily take care of two of John’s gang.

And from then on, I would be able to take control of this village.

"Honey."

"Yes?"

"Don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll always be by your side, Ian."

Perhaps it bothered her that I had drifted into my thoughts for a moment, because Isabelle looked at me with concern.

She truly was an adorable wife.

"I’m not overdoing it, so don’t worry. It’s all for me—and for you, Isabelle."

Then I asked her something I had been curious about.

"Isabelle, did a mark appear on your lower abdomen, by any chance?"

"A mark? Ah! It did. It was hard to see, but it was shaped like a heart."

Isabelle explained as she showed me her lower abdomen.

Puzzled by that, I asked again.

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

"Huh? Doesn’t something like that normally appear when a married couple sleeps together?"

"...Pff."

At Isabelle’s unexpected answer, I let out a foolish laugh.

Apparently, she had mistaken the Mark of Love for something that appeared when married couples had sex.

She was just so pure and innocent.

She’s so fucking cute, it’s driving me crazy.

I wanted to bite Isabelle’s cheek, but barely restrained myself.

My mother-in-law and sister-in-law were still in the house.

Considering the image I normally maintained, I needed to control myself.

But my instincts...

"Isabelle, let’s kiss."

"Here? Everyone’s in the house..."

"Come on."

"All right♥"

I wanted Isabelle.

Can’t be helped.

And so, without my mother-in-law and sister-in-law noticing, I shared a deep kiss with Isabelle.

"Honey, I love you."

"I love you too."

. . .

"Hmm-hmm~"

Reina, who was on duty at the confessional, waited for Ian while humming to herself.

She was already excited by his promise that he would come see her again tonight.

"E-excuse me."

"Yes? What is it?"

But contrary to her feelings, an unwelcome guest appeared in the confessional.

"P-please help me."

"What happened?"

He seemed to be a villager she had seen somewhere before, but Reina paid the man no more attention than that.

Now, Ian was the only man in her eyes.

Still, without forgetting her duty as a nun, she intended to help the man before her as much as she could.

"I accidentally smelled this flower, and my erection won’t go down!"

The man explained as he showed her a pink flower.

The so-called Goblin Flower.

It was a precious flower discreetly used in the countryside, a powerful aphrodisiac originally meant for breeding livestock.

But being an aphrodisiac did not mean it should be used on people.

Its effects were powerful enough that a cock could necrotize if used carelessly.

Yet despite knowing those side effects, the man had used the Goblin Flower himself.

Why?

To fuck a nun.

A softhearted nun would not turn away someone in a crisis.

He had calculated that, in order to save someone’s life, she would offer up her lewd body.

"Oh my, it’s a Goblin Flower. We need to treat the poison quickly."

"It’s already too late. Look at this. I’m hard enough to be like this."

"Hmm... you certainly are."

The man’s cock was bigger than usual because of the Goblin Flower, but Reina, who had already tasted Ian’s cock, responded indifferently.

She surely would have been aroused by this situation when she was still a virgin, but now it only made her feel disgusted.

Because she was calm, she noticed the man’s hidden intentions.

How should I put it? This man is disgusting. I have Ian, after all.

Reina had once been a nymphomaniac who knew nothing but sex, but after meeting Ian, she had become a dedicated cock sleeve who knew nothing but Ian’s cock.

Naturally, no other man could catch her eye.

"I’ll treat you."

"S-sob, thank you, Sister."

"It’s nothing. This is what we do."

Reina reached out toward the man’s cock.

Then she formed divine power into the shape of a sword at her fingertips and used it to sever the man’s cock.

"Aaaaargh!!!"

The man wailed as he looked at his severed cock.

He glared at Reina with resentful eyes, as though asking why she had done this.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

But Reina tilted her head, looking as though she could not understand his stare.

Because this was the correct treatment.

It was the only way to save even part of it before the entire cock necrotized.

"Urgh... There was another way!"

"Huh?! Don’t tell me you expected me to soothe your sexual desire with my body?"

Reina replied with a sweet smile.

As if she were mocking the man before her.

"You shouldn’t ask a nun for something like that."

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