Chapter 3: Blocking NTR in Advance - 2

Just as Isolde had said, Ian was incredibly ugly.

He was so ugly that wherever he went, people mocked him as a hideous man.

There was a reason his Trait was [Ugly].

‘Fuck.’

I had not paid much attention to it in the game, but the thought of having to live with this face from now on left me feeling miserable.

Seeing my expression, Adelia immediately shouted at Isolde.

"Y-You! What do you mean by that?! Apologize at once!"

"Why? I only told the truth."

The way she answered her mother without the slightest hesitation gave me a glimpse of Isolde’s character.

"Ahem! Isolde, a man should be judged by his ability, not his face."

The village chief beside us also tried to persuade Isolde while carefully watching my reaction.

Apparently, even he had not expected Isolde to react like this.

‘Their household is on the verge of ruin, yet he probably never dreamed his eldest daughter would act like such a spoiled child.’

I took a step back and looked around.

Then I spotted a bed hidden beyond a curtain.

‘Is that where she is?’

I headed straight toward the bed and found a girl there.

‘She looks even worse than she did in the game.’

From afar, her blue hair, reminiscent of the sea, might have looked beautiful. Up close, though, I had never seen anyone more gravely ill.

The bandages wrapped around her body were soaked in blood and pus, and the stench was so foul that it was difficult to keep my expression under control.

Her body was terribly thin, as if she had barely been able to eat, and her skin was rough and dry from her illness.

She made a stark contrast to her beautiful older sister.

"H-Hello."

When she saw me, she greeted me in a trembling voice.

"I’m Isabelle, Isolde’s younger sister."

"Hello. I’m Ian."

In contrast to her appearance, Isabelle’s voice was exceptionally beautiful.

If this were the modern world, she could probably have made a fortune with her voice alone.

"I-Ian, wait a moment."

Startled by my sudden approach, Adelia hurried over.

"Isabelle is a frail child. I’ll introduce her to you properly later."

"My apologies. I was being rude."

I could sense Adelia’s anxiety from her expression.

She was probably worried that I might call off the marriage with Isolde because of Isabelle.

"Well? She’s quite beautiful, isn’t she?"

After gauging my mood, the village chief led me outside and immediately brought up the marriage.

It seemed he wanted to secure my agreement as quickly as possible.

But I did not answer readily.

"Yes, she is quite beautiful."

"Then will you marry her?"

"No."

"What?"

"Judging by how she treats you and her own mother, her usual conduct does not seem very good. She would surely disregard her husband as well. That makes me hesitate to marry her so rashly. What man would take as his wife a woman who looks down on her husband?"

"..."

When I tactfully expressed that she had no manners, the village chief looked as though he had bitten into shit.

Still, he offered no rebuttal.

Everyone in the village knew that Isolde was rude and ill-mannered.

"If not Isolde, it will be difficult for you to marry at all."

"Is that so?"

"It is. No young woman wants to marry an outsider, after all."

The village chief changed his tune.

He was trying to gaslight me into thinking that if I did not marry Isolde, I would never be able to marry anyone.

‘A typical con artist’s trick.’

I did not fall for the village chief’s honeyed words and made him back off for the moment.

"Please give me some time to think. There is much to consider before making such an immediate decision."

"Very well. But I hope you will not take too long. There are many men in the village who want to marry Isolde."

"Understood."

I sneered inwardly at the village chief’s words.

There were many men who wanted to fuck Isolde, but none who wanted to marry her.

‘There is a reason she is the village’s communal fuckhole.’

Isolde’s end after abandoning her husband had been miserable.

If she did not marry me, her ending likely would not change.

‘Well, that is not what I need to worry about right now.’

I asked the village chief for directions.

"Where is the church?"

"Is there a reason you need to visit the church?"

"I would like to pray to the goddess for guidance on my path ahead."

"I did not know you were so devout... The church is on the western outskirts of the village. It is not far from here, so you will spot it soon enough."

"Thank you."

I followed the direction the village chief gave me and quickly found the church.

. . .

The most widely practiced religion in this world was the Church of the Sun, which worshipped the sun goddess Helia as its sole deity. Its influence on the world was immense.

‘Well, there is no need to worry about that in some rural village.’

The church on the edge of the village was quite large, since the Church of the Sun had funded its construction.

That alone made this place feel separate from the countryside.

‘It is hard to even consider this place part of Entiel Village.’

I knocked on the enormous iron gate to enter the church.

Knock, knock.

"Who is it?"

A woman’s voice came through the peephole.

"I am a passing lamb. I have come to seek the goddess’s answer to the troubles I carry."

"You have come to pray. Have you prepared an offering?"

To pray to the goddess, one had to make an offering.

True to a medieval era, the religious order was crazy for money.

"Here it is."

I placed several silver coins into the offering box, and soon heard the door begin to open.

It did not open quickly, however.

Perhaps because the church served as a shelter in emergencies, its gates were not built to open easily.

"It is nice to meet you. I am Senior Sister Reina."

The moment I saw the nun through the gate that had finally opened, I was startled.

‘To think I would meet her here already.’

Radiant golden hair and clear blue eyes.

Even concealed beneath a nun’s habit, a symbol of chastity, her figure stirred a man’s lust.

If Isolde possessed the beauty of a flower blooming atop a cliff, the woman before me possessed a sacred beauty.

‘The problem is that sacredness became sexual.’

Reina.

She was one of the candidates for sainthood and, like Ian, the protagonist of A Lewd Nun’s Circumstances.

"Brother? Is there something on my face?"

"My apologies. Your beauty left me distracted for a moment, Sister."

"Hehe, be careful. The doctrine of the Church of the Sun places great importance on chastity."

"I will be mindful of that."

At my answer, Reina smiled with her eyes.

Did she know? That each of her smallest gestures stirred men’s lust?

‘Of course she does. She came from a brothel, after all.’

Every heroine in the erotic games made by H Company had either a bold or lewd personality.

Naturally, Reina, one of those heroines, was also quite a lustful woman.

"Brother, this is your first time at a church, isn’t it? I will show you around."

"Thank you."

I followed closely behind Reina toward the prayer room.

That gave me a full view of her luscious ass.

"This is the prayer room."

There was only a single statue of the goddess Helia standing conspicuously in the prayer room, making it feel as though everything but prayer had been excluded from the space.

"I pray that you will hear the goddess’s answer."

With those words, Reina left.

Left alone in the prayer room, I walked toward the statue of the goddess.

‘The layout really is nearly identical to the game.’

I reached out toward the statue of Helia.

Then, as though caressing it, I fondled the statue’s breasts and cunt.

‘If the nuns saw this, there would be hell to pay.’

I was sexually molesting a statue of the goddess.

In an ordinary fantasy world, I would have no excuse if the goddess Helia judged me for such an act. But this was a fantasy world from an erotic game.

Rather than become angry, the goddess Helia would be pleased.

Drip.

After I caressed the statue of the goddess Helia for some time, something like golden dew flowed from between its legs.

[Helia’s Love Juice]

- A liquid containing the blessing of the goddess Helia.

This was why I had spent precious silver coins to visit the church.

Among the hidden pieces I could obtain immediately, none was better than this.

‘Originally, this is a hidden piece Reina is supposed to obtain, but it should not matter if I take it instead.’

I carefully put Helia’s love juice into my mouth.

Strangely enough, it tasted sour, like lemon.

[ Helia’s blessing descends upon you. ]

I had successfully received Helia’s blessing.

‘The effect of Helia’s blessing is definitely...’

During the daytime while the sun was up, the effectiveness of the Vitality stat doubled.

It was an odd effect that seemed good at first glance.

After all, Ian’s Vitality stat was only 5.

Even doubled, it was barely enough to make a difference.

But the blessing’s true value lay elsewhere.

‘Its real strength is unlocking other classes.’

As befitted a fantasy world from an erotic game, classes here possessed special powers, and one could only have a single class throughout one’s lifetime.

Dual classes were occasionally unlocked, but only heroes blessed by a goddess could unlock unrelated classes, such as Hunter and Swordsman.

And now, by consuming Helia’s love juice, I too had received the goddess’s blessing.

In other words, like a hero, I could now have multiple classes.

‘I will start with Swordsman.’

I swung my rusty iron sword several times.

The nuns would have scolded me for doing this in the prayer room, but fortunately, no nun was watching the room.

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