Get ahead of the fallen heroine and make the minotaur the victim.

Because it sounds comfortable, the voice is somewhat charming.

"Haha, there's no need to be so surprised. You are the battle sister that our church is proud of. Of course I will take special care of you."

Hearing this sound, Clotil would never make it under normal circumstances.

Horace thought that it was because he was too friendly that Clotilde was moved to make a sound like a girl.

He smiled smugly, imagining in his mind Sister Clotil, who was in the confessional, looking at him outside the door with a blushing face.

"Yeah, yeah, thank you so much for taking care of me, but I'm fine."

——Actually, it does matter. For example, I can’t stop now, but I can’t tell you…

In the confessional, Clotilde had no way of stopping for a second time, because she found herself unusually excited about the situation.

With the influence of the lust mark, she could no longer force herself to stop.

So she could only try hard not to make any strange noises while pretending to be calm and chatting with Horace outside the door.

"Really? You really don't have to be polite to me. If you're worried that you're the only one with a special attitude, that's fine, because I'll take care of the other nuns, too."

"It's really, really alright with me, Your Excellency."

Although Clotilde's voice was obviously a little more flustered than usual.

But Hollus thought Clotilde was just embarrassed.

——Hehe... Sister Clotilde, who is so serious in front of everyone else, acts like an ordinary girl in front of me.

It seems like I can defeat her even without the magic device. As a bishop, I have great charisma.

Horace, who was now a 'victim' no matter how you looked at it, smiled smugly.

He had no idea that the nun he had his eyes on was having an orgasm transaction with Noah in the confessional.

"Well, I'll leave now. You can come find me anytime, Sister Clotilde."

“Hmm, huh?~”

——Haha, it seems that she is just a nun after all, but she was so happy to be taken care of by the bishop that she made such a sound.

Horace didn't seem to be in any way abnormal until the very end, and left with a look of self-satisfaction on his face.

When I left, I was still fantasizing about Clotilde in the confessional, with her head down because of shyness, looking adorable.

But this can't be blamed on Hollus.

Who would have thought that the nun, who was usually serious by nature and always firmly opposed to SeSe.

At this moment, her abdomen was flashing with enchanting sexual patterns.

Why not stop at all?

The smile on Clotilde's face was not a shy, endearing smile at all.

It was more like a joyful smile that came from experiencing unprecedented happiness.

It would be terrible if Hollus found out, so I should have stopped.

But you can't stop?

"Hey, Sister, you are not really a perverted nun who likes to be seen by others, right? Even I was honest in the situation just now, but you are so naughty? Huh?"

"No, no, this is all your fault, Mr. Noah! It's all your fault for not stopping me!"

Although he realized that his condition seemed to be somewhat out of control, Clotil tried to put on his usual voice of shame and anger.

But unfortunately, shame accounts for 9% and anger accounts for only 1%.

It doesn't sound like there's anything scary in it.

And if she had just stopped to talk, that would have been fine.

But she couldn't stop.

What was even more outrageous was that she didn't even wait for Noah to say anything else.

Because of the appearance of Horace, the nun's rhythm was completely disrupted. She did not defeat Noah as she expected, but "self-destructed".

"------!"

After a burst of sobbing, it was obvious that she was trying not to make any sound, but you could also tell how happy she was.

The nun just fell on her back towards Noah's body.

Today’s defeat——it seems like Miss Nun is doing it again.

……

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PS. Today is the fifth update. I am so tired again. Please give me monthly votes. I will collect them at the end of the month.

217. Although you are very shy, you are also very H

When it's all over.

Clotil could not hide the self-blame on his face. As good as he felt just now, he felt as heavy-hearted as he cast purification magic on the room.

Ah… This is terrible… Not only did I do it in the confessional, which is the worst place, but I also failed to defeat Mr. Noah. Now I really can’t face Bishop Horace who trusted me…

Clotil regrets it now, very much.

She should not have ignored Noah's warning in the first place. Otherwise, the lust demon would not have taken away her power and cast the lust curse on her. If she had not been cast the lust curse on her, she would not have ended up committing mistakes in the sacred confessional.

She has now passed the stage of being angry and has started to blame herself.

Noah could see her profile full of sadness even from the side.

But unfortunately, Noah was completely unable to sympathize with her, and instead wanted to laugh.

Horace over there was clearly much worse but he had no shame at all.

The nun here just used the back and she feels so guilty.

It was obvious that no one or god could punish her, it was just that she couldn't get over her own problem.

"Okay, stop blaming yourself, Sister. Your magic power has also recovered significantly, right? It should be about 80% of its peak now. What a thing to be happy about."

At this time, Noah was standing outside the door of the confessional, looking at Clotil who was still standing in the confessional as punishment, and said jokingly.

It has only been a short time since Clotil recovered 70% of her magic power in her heyday. Her level is at least around LV. She should be happy.

Because if Noah hadn't accompanied her to deal with the streaks, she wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly even if she did it every day.

"…Well, I have been able to use them for a while, but I always feel like I'm missing something more important."

Clotil did not ignore Noah when Noah spoke to her, and summoned the two 'holy spear' and 'magic book' provided to her by the Relic Research Institute.

Now she no longer has to worry about not being able to summon weapons at critical moments and having to fight in close combat or use cheap weapons.

But she didn't look happy at this moment.

Her long white eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Of course, she could use the excuse that it would be even more ugly if she didn't do it in the confessional and that she could recover her magic power quickly as well, which was a good excuse for her to justify the matter.

But she still felt that she had completely disqualified herself as a nun. Not only had she violated the teachings of the church, she had also disappointed the goddess. Was this price really worth it?

At this moment, Clotil looked very weak. She was obviously a nun who guided lost lambs onto the right path, but now she looked more like a lost little lamb.

If Noah wanted to win her over at this time, he could easily raise her sensitivity by just saying some nice words to comfort her, and it would not be impossible to make her fall in love with him in one go.

But Noah refused. He was not the kind of small-time villain Karami who needed to capture the heroine to survive.

It would be nice for him to be a hidden boss that the heroine hates.

So Noah not only didn't say anything nice, he even put on a nasty smile and taunted him:

"Oh, what's the point? It's already come to this. Is it any use for you to regret? The important things were lost the moment you lost to that devil's scheme. Okay, if you keep being emo here, don't blame me for spanking your big ass."

Noah's voice was full of disdain and ridicule for Clotilde's self-blame here, and he even attacked her personally in the end.

This indeed made the sad aura that Clotil had been exuding disappear at once, because she was now very speechless.

What a fool she is. Is she still expecting Mr. Noah to comfort her?

Doesn't that mean that she longs for Mr. Noah to be her support?

It's not like her to do such a thing, and although what Mr. Noah said was unpleasant, regret was really useless, so she should cheer up as soon as possible.

Clotil, who seemed to be encouraged by Noah's words, silently put away the two weapons in his hands.

Then he turned around and looked at Noah with a slightly dissatisfied and speechless look and said lightly:

"…You really don't know how to comfort women. I guess you don't have any close female friends. Also, please don't attack others casually. Although I don't care, there are still many women who do care."

Clotil knew that his height was much taller than average, but he was not anxious about it.

She has managed her calorie intake and exercise well.

Although it is indeed a bit larger than the average, it is not to the point where it can be described as 'big'!

"Haha, but Miss Sister, your expression doesn't look like you don't care. But don't worry too much. Although you have a big butt, you also have big breasts."

Seeing that the nun was in high spirits, Noah laughed even more carefree and continued to tease her about her figure.

Clotil was naturally even more speechless after hearing this.

She even subconsciously crossed one arm across her chest, trying to block Noah's sight of her chest, and then replied in an unhappy and cold voice:

"…Whether it's consolation or praise, it's terrible. Mr. Noah, you really should learn from Bishop Horace what kindness is."

"That's not necessary. I don't plan to be an ordinary bishop or priest. Don't forget that I have a special mission just like you. Wouldn't it be terrible if a human traitor who might be a demon believer could tell that I'm a priest?"

"..."

Clotilde found that no matter what she said, Noah could always find something to refute her.

Maybe arguing with him is a wrong option.

Alas... there is no other way. In order to prevent him from causing trouble to others in the future, I, a "serious person", have to watch him from the side.

Feeling helpless, the nun sighed deeply, then walked towards Noah with her long legs in black silk boots, saying helplessly as she walked:

“…Forget it. Anyway, thank you for your terrible comfort. I don’t care that much anymore. I will just go and confess to the goddess by myself.”

That kind of steady speech with a hint of resentment.

Noah smiled knowingly and made way for him. He didn't say anything, but just let Clotil pass in front of him and walk out of the room.

But just as Clotil was about to leave the room, Noah's voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Although this is a terrible consolation, it is actually a compliment, right? Sister, haven't you heard that bigger is better?"

"…What is that? I've never heard of it."

After saying these seemingly dissatisfied words, Clotil pushed the door and left the room.

But after closing the door, Clotil leaned against it, looking down at her feet, which were not visible at all, and her plump chest, whose curves could not even be hidden by the conservative nun's uniform. A smile gradually appeared at the corner of her mouth that she could not suppress.

What...Mr. Noah can still say some nice things, even though it's still terrible.

218. If you have nothing to do, go play a trick on the princess.

Although Noah did often tease Clothier's figure, Clothier was not fat, not even plump, she just had a great figure.

The perfect amount of fullness is only reflected in the right places, such as thighs, buttocks and breasts.

She has a very standard image of a 'big sister nun' and is also very suitable to be a slut/devil.

There's nothing we can do about the original character setting.

The purpose is to make players feel the contrast that she is a nun but has a sexy body.

In fact, if we only talk about the buttocks, Princess Delia next door is more voluptuous.

After all, the eldest princess doesn't exercise at all, so it's understandable that her body fat percentage is higher.

In short, when Noah deliberately climbed out the window and walked into the cathedral through the front door, he could see Clotil, who had returned to her normal appearance, talking to Horace and the other man.

Clotilde's usual nun-like demeanor made Hollus think she was hiding her shyness, and she smiled more obviously than usual.

Noah wanted to laugh when he saw his expression, but he decided not to disturb them.