Chapter 65: Betrayal Upon Betrayal and Betrayal - 1

Kate was now Ian’s fuckhole No. 3, but in the past, blinded by jealousy, she had reported Ian and Reina to the Inquisitor.

Now, having received Ian’s grace and gained the ability to wield the holy power she had dreamed of so dearly, Kate had not forgotten the wrong she had committed.

If the day came when she had to pay for her sins, she intended to accept it willingly.

(Of course, Ian and Reina did not care much about that incident.)

"Ah! I want to have sex with Ian."

But this was not how she wanted to pay for her sins.

"Reina, stop saying such shameless things! You’re a nun, and a candidate for sainthood!"

"Kate, how long are you going to cling to those outdated doctrines? We’re the fuckholes of the hero chosen by the Goddess! Our bodies, our hearts, and even our lives are always Ian’s c—"

"Grr! Watch your mouth! What if the other nuns hear you?"

Whenever Reina was with Kate, she constantly made sexual jokes.

Because of that, every day was torture for Kate.

Setting herself aside, Reina was a candidate for sainthood.

Her every word carried weight and responsibility.

And yet a candidate for sainthood was saying things filthier than anyone else?

Kate could plainly imagine the trouble that would erupt if it reached Vanessa, the head nun.

So this is why the Savior asked me to look after Reina.

Unlike what one would expect from a candidate for sainthood, Reina was utterly carefree and wild.

It was almost a wonder how she had ever become a candidate for sainthood.

"When will Ian be back? I wish he’d hurry home and hold me."

"You got thoroughly fucked just two days ago."

"Kate, I’m not satisfied unless I do it at least once a day."

"Haa... Why was I ever jealous of a woman like that?"

Kate felt ashamed of the jealousy she had once felt toward Reina.

Reina was as innocent and guileless as a child. She just happened to love sex... Ah, that did not exactly make her innocent.

At any rate, Reina paid no heed to others’ eyes and devoted herself wholeheartedly to whatever she liked.

That childlike quality meant Kate could no longer be jealous of her.

Reina sometimes played pranks that went too far, but Kate had come to like her.

"Hey, Kate."

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Ian seems like he’ll be late anyway. Shall we do it ourselves?"

"Do what ourselves?"

"This, obviously."

At first, Kate did not understand what Reina meant.

But when Reina crossed two fingers and gave her a lewd smile, she finally understood what she was suggesting.

"Y-you crazy bitch."

Nuns were people, and they were women.

Sexual desire was bound to build up, and each of them had developed their own ways of relieving it.

Masturbation was the most common method, but nuns also occasionally helped one another relieve their desires.

After all, only a nun could understand another nun’s hardships.

Of course, being caught could cause problems, but most people turned a blind eye.

They did not show it openly, but everyone relieved themselves that way.

In fact, reporting someone for it was considered taboo.

"You couldn’t do it yesterday either, so you’re pent up, aren’t you? Look. I barely touched you, and you’re already this wet."

"Hngh! D-don’t touch me."

"I’m good with my hands, aren’t I? Ian praised my touch too, said it felt good."

"Honestly... I can’t live with you."

That was why Kate did not refuse Reina’s touch either.

Even from a woman’s perspective, Reina was beautiful, and she also possessed the generosity to accept Kate’s mistakes.

What nun could refuse Reina?

Kate impulsively considered having lesbian sex with Reina.

What am I thinking?!

Startled back to her senses, Kate tried to shake off Reina’s hand.

"Kate, holding it in will make you sick."

But Reina’s switch had already been flipped.

"Hehe. You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed, Kate."

Cupping Kate’s face in both hands, Reina slowly brought her lips closer.

"W-we shouldn’t do this..."

Though she pretended to resist, there was no strength in Kate’s hands as she tried to push Reina away.

Kate had also been alienated by her fellow nuns.

Deep down, she too wanted heated physical intimacy with Reina, who had acknowledged her.

Savior, I’m sorry!

The moment Kate squeezed her eyes shut and tried to kiss Reina—

Screeeech!

An unpleasant noise reached their ears from somewhere nearby.

"Reina, is this...?"

"Yes. Just as Ian said, it seems those animals have invaded the village."

Reina spoke with a smile.

Her face was smiling, but her eyes were ferocious.

"Honestly, their timing could not be worse~"

. . .

"Finn, what are we supposed to do now? We wasted expensive sleeping medicine!"

"My apologies. One pig bastard ruined the job."

"Fuck, you should’ve at least picked someone normal."

"Haha, but I brought some good news too."

Finn, a merchant operating in Entiel Village, regularly continued his dealings with bandits.

It was certainly something worthy of condemnation, but the villagers could not reproach Finn.

In a rural place like this, its location made it difficult to receive goods without trading with bandits.

"A man named Ian made 250 gold coins at this auction."

"Two hundred and fifty?"

The enormous sum made the bandits’ eyes bulge.

"Damn, how much money is that?"

"Even if everyone gathered here took ten gold coins each, there’d still be some left over."

"With ten gold coins, you could live without working for the rest of your life."

"Huh? Isn’t that a bit much?"

"Idiot, that’s money you’d have to work yourself to the bone for at least ten years to touch. If you live alone without a family, you can live comfortably on it."

"Fuck, you’re right."

Greed entered the bandits’ eyes at the information Finn had brought them.

They might have been called bandits, but they too were farmers who tilled fields in the countryside.

It was just that farming was not enough to make a living, so they became bandits from autumn onward, when the fields lay fallow.

"But can we even loot it?"

"Yeah. There are nuns there, aren’t there?"

"What happened with that plan to get the church withdrawn?"

They might attack merchant caravans, but they did not attack nuns.

It was an attitude every bandit had to possess.

If they carelessly provoked them and were branded heretics, there would be no way out. Moreover, nuns who wielded holy power were clearly strong, so they could not be underestimated simply for being women.

Raiding a village where such nuns were active was inevitably a heavy burden for bandits.

"There’s a way. I said that man named Ian made money earlier, didn’t I?"

Finn told the bandits what he knew about Ian.

"I don’t know the details, but the nuns seem to cherish that man’s wife. If we quickly take her hostage, we should be able to get away without a problem."

"Fuck, you’re telling us to become heretics."

"You’re going to leave Baron Edial’s territory and launder your identities in the Veloa Viscountcy after looting the village anyway. If you’re doing this, it’s better to make it a big score."

"Getting there won’t be easy. That guy, Kaelen or whatever his name is, is standing in our way."

"I’ll take care of preparing for that. I know that bastard’s daily routine inside and out."

"Hoo... Fine. Then what do you want?"

"When we loot the village, I want all the money from the village chief’s house for myself."

"The chief is the richest man in the village."

"I’m taking risks too, so I deserve at least that much. In exchange, I won’t take anything else at all."

"Tch, fine. Don’t change your story later."

"Of course not."

Thus, Finn joined forces with the bandits, contrary to his original plan.

The original plan had been to use Kaelen to wipe out the bandits raiding the village.

Once John and Kaelen became the village’s heroes through that deed, Finn was supposed to be promised a monopoly over the village.

Sorry, John, but what can I do? A merchant has to follow the money.

But as John’s position in the village steadily worsened recently, Finn switched sides to the bandits.

It’s about time I graduated from being a peddler too.

Finn planned to establish a new merchant company with this opportunity.

The slush fund the village chief had amassed until now would be more than enough to establish a small merchant company.

How could a man who cannot even properly manage two people become village chief in the first place? And I’d rather die than do anything that benefits that dog Kaelen.

Finn hated Kaelen with a passion.

After all, Kaelen had always looked down on him specifically because he was small.

Just because he’s a little stronger than everyone else in the village, he struts around like he owns the place.

To Finn, Kaelen was nothing but a strong monkey, and John, who relied on Kaelen, looked like nothing more than a monkey as well.

People need to use their heads. How long are you going to solve everything with brute force like an idiot?

Finn prided himself on being clever.

But there was one thing even Finn had overlooked.

That other people thought just as much as he did.

. . .

"This won’t do. I need to do something."

John, whose standing in the village had suffered recently because of Ian, was consumed by anxiety.

If he stayed still, it felt as if he really would fail to inherit the village chief’s legacy.

Then John came up with a clever idea.

"Kaelen, let’s make the first move."

"John, do you have a plan?"

"Let’s use that bat bastard as a sacrifice. He’s been colluding with the bandits anyway. If we capture him and present the evidence, public opinion will turn around."

"Sounds good. That bastard’s expression has always rubbed me the wrong way. I’ll beat him into mush while we’re at it."

Just as Finn had intended to betray them, John too decided to betray Finn.

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