Chapter 148 Lessons for a Saintess

Christia didn’t know everything, but she considered herself at least a bit more enlightened regarding these matters than Violet.

After all, as a Crusader worried that the Saintess might be tainted by strange influences, she had personally inspected and censored every book within the church. Naturally, among them were a surprising number of ’impure texts’—specifically those filled with explicit sexual descriptions and carnal knowledge.

Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that Christia understood the things the Saintess was describing—the strange phenomena occurring in her pussy—better than anyone else (certainly better than the Saintess herself).

She is in heat.

The Saintess’s mind and womb, which had been as blank as a sheet of white paper, were finally awakening to the providence of nature—the role of a female and her instincts—through the vision of the man and the platinum-blonde woman shown in the Goddess’s revelation.

’So soon? No, wait...’

The trigger was also predictable enough.

It was that day.

The day Violet had nearly been devoured by that violent aura of corruption.

Whatever form that corruption took when it tried to encroach upon her, it must have influenced the Saintess, causing her body to react this way.

’...No, that alone is insufficient.’

In the first place, they were investigating the cause of their brothers’ deaths at that time.

With a whirlpool of emotions and the aura of corruption mixed together, there was no element there that would trigger sexual arousal.

There was a hidden truth Christia didn’t know: Violet, afraid Christia would stop her, had been secretly using the crystal ball whenever she had time to uncover the identity of the man and the platinum-blonde woman, peeping on their beast-like fucking.

Ignorant of this, Christia could only guess. Since she hadn’t seen the vision directly like the Saintess had on that day, she simply assumed that must be the cause.

However, Christia was certain of one thing: the primary reason her pussy was twitching right now was undeniably because she had witnessed the sex between that man and the platinum-blonde slut.

’Seeing the coupling of a man and a woman for the first time has pushed the Saintess’s body, which was as pure as white paper, toward becoming a mature woman.’

This was exactly why sexual knowledge was kept from the Saintesses of the past. They were too vulnerable. Having lived their entire lives within the church, their untainted purity was both their greatest strength and their greatest weakness.

A pure white sheet of paper brings peace to the mind just by looking at it, but the moment a single small stain appears, it is nothing for that stain to multiply into two, then three.

Especially with something as addictive as sexual pleasure—once tasted, it is nearly impossible to quit!

That was why she had to step in. It was impossible for anyone else. As mentioned before, the gender ratio in this church was overwhelmingly male, so this was the duty of a fellow woman and the Crusader who served her!

’Since she has already encountered sexual knowledge like the coupling of men and women, it is safer in the long run to teach her how to relieve herself alone.’

Perhaps the Goddess knew this as well. Since keeping her in total ignorance might lead to unpredictable consequences, She might have shown that revelation in advance to tell them to prepare.

It might be the Goddess’s own way of guiding them—warning that even the pure must not be ignorant of sexual matters when facing a man who could corrupt a female knight into a heat-drunk slut who excitedly exposes her naked body and sex life to others.

It was just that the method was a bit too rough.

Furthermore, this was actually for the best.

’Right now, the Saintess is worried that this might be some kind of illness. Therefore, while she is still unaware that she is sexually aroused, I must teach her how to fight against such sexual pleasure on her own.’

Even the fact that the word ’pussy’ came out of her mouth was because she heard it from the slut whose crotch was being stuffed during the act. Who knew what other obscene words or sexual knowledge she might pick up?

It was too late to simply say ’Don’t do it!’—she already knew too much.

In the end, Christia took a deep breath, telling herself she would do anything to protect the Saintess, even if it meant committing a taboo herself. Violet asked, her eyes round with curiosity.

"A method to handle it?"

There was such a way?

Contrary to Violet’s unintentionally eager gaze, Christia’s conscience was pricking her painfully.

Because what she was about to do was, in a sense, an act of defiling the Saintess.

’’Yes. Watch what I do from now on. If similar symptoms appear in the future, this will be of great help."

Probably...

Despite talking as if she knew something, Christia herself only had a bit of book knowledge in her head. In reality, she was a pure white blank slate who had never even dated the opposite sex, let alone experienced a man.

It was essentially the blind leading the blind, but if she wavered here, it was easy to predict how Violet would react. So, she was trying her best to act nonchalant.

’’P-Please teach me, Christia...!’’

’Nnngh...?!’

Did Violet say that knowing Christia’s heart was pounding as if it were about to explode? But to turn away from what needed to be done due to a guilty conscience would be fleeing from her responsibilities as a Crusader!

If there was sin in this act—if she harbored selfish and ugly thoughts of wanting to dirty that pussy—then surely the Goddess would judge her personally.

Christia began to firmly press and rub Violet’s pink pussy, which she had still been spreading open, with the resolve to be struck dead by lightning from a dry sky right this instant (of course, a lightning bolt wouldn’t kill a knight of her caliber).

’’Hiii-uuugh...?!’’

"First... like this, the Saintess’s private parts..."

’’M-My pussy?’’

’’I mean, that word is a bit... Haaah... Yes, you touch the pussy.’’

She could have just pressed down with her thumb, but as if her thumb were fixed in place, she kept Violet’s pussy spread wide open. Her bent index finger pushed up against Violet’s plump pussy mound, creating a strange visual of her naturally pinching the mound between her thumb and forefinger.

’’H-Hiiiik... It feels... w-weird... somehow...!’’

Tremble-Tremble!

As the number of times she kneaded and pinched the pussy mound increased, the intensity of Violet’s trembling grew stronger.

If Violet had trembled like a newborn fawn when she first spread her pussy open to be inspected, now she felt like a naked victim dropped into the harsh lands where barbarians lived.

’It’s weird, it feels weeeird...!’

And along with this fragile body, her voice trembled.

When that voice, always as gentle and benevolent as a nightingale, began to quaver, Christia had a thought.

It is me.

The Saintess is trembling because of my obscene actions. I am the one making the Saintess shiver like this.

’Not anyone else, but me! Me, who has served the Saintess closer than anyone!’

’’Hnngh...?’’

"Ch-Christia...?"

"It is nothing. Please remember this motion and the feeling of your priv.. pussy being touched."

"Yeeeeeess...!"

’Oh Goddess, do not lead me into temptation...!’

Honestly, a maddening sense of guilt was assaulting her from deep within her chest, but she reminded herself again that this was necessary. Yet, her hands did not stop.

’Like this, keep rubbing around the pussy, teasing the Saintess’s pussy with your hand like this.’

"Do you not... put it in the hole? Like putting a finger inside the pussy hole...?"

Stop.

Christia’s hand froze.

Of course, she hadn’t not thought about that. Among the impure books she had censored, there were texts describing how people relieved their lust by stuffing their own crotches.

But if Christia’s guess was correct, Violet was currently unaware of what purpose this hole, the vaginal opening, even served.

"No. That place is very sensitive and fragile. If you make a mistake, you could be seriously injured."

"A-As expected of a woman’s weakness?!"

Weakness? What is she talking about?

She just wanted to scare her a little, but a weakness? Well, it wasn’t exactly wrong, but was it something to react to like that?

Christia tilted her head as if she didn’t understand, but quickly realized this was a good opportunity. She spoke in a stern, warning voice.

"Yes! If you are not careful, blood might come out! It is such a fragile body part, which is why I am teaching you a method to handle it without putting your hands inside! A way to deal with it without inserting anything like this...!!"

’’Hiiiieeeeeek?!’’

As Christia’s hand movements became increasingly violent, Violet, unable to offer even a single resistance, stiffened her body and let out a high-pitched scream.

Noticing the vaginal folds beginning to twitch and contract wildly between the gap spread by her fingers—instinctively realizing she was about to come—Christia spoke to the flustered Violet.

"Can you tell me how you are feeling right now?"

" It-it’s zing-zing and tingling, yet something feels heavy inside... Kuuugh, and my nipples are so itchy... it’s strange... Inside my body, in my lower belly, it feels like a huge dam is about to collapse, a breathless feeling like a calm sea right before a storm hits...?!"

As expected—just as Christia predicted—Violet was on the verge of climaxing right then and there. Pure white breast milk was already bubbling up and leaking from her nipples without Violet even realizing it.

And her clitoris, usually covered by its hood, had already lifted its head from the skin.

Originally, cooling a woman’s heat like this was a man’s role, but that was out of the question for a Saintess who must remain pure!

In that case, if she gave her stimulation that rivaled a man’s touch!

"At this moment, here. When it feels like something is about to burst, you must pinch this part of the Saintess—the clitoris—with all your might."

"Pinch... here...?"

’’Yes, pinch and twist it. Would you like to try it yourself, Saintess?’’

’’Y-Yes...!’’

Gulp!

While Christia continued to rub her pussy, Violet took a deep breath, looking down at Christia who gazed up at her with trusting eyes.

’That’s right. I need to figure out the identity of those two people; I can’t let my head get all fuzzy like this! It-it’s surprising that this thing called a clitoris has popped out like this, and p-pinching it is a little scary, but...!’

She is the Saintess! And isn’t Christia trusting her right now? There is no need to be afraid!

After taking a few deep breaths, Violet reached straight for her fully erect clitoris. Just as Christia had instructed, she carefully grabbed the little bean with her thumb and index finger.

’’Just like that, pinch it hard and pull it upwards."

’’L-Like th— Oh, Ooooooooh?!’’

Pshhhhh....Squelch—!!