To the paladins who had fought monsters side by side with the Saintess all this time, she looked unbearably pitiful.

It was all the more heartbreaking because the cause of this was her attempt to save the suffering residents of the North.

To think something like this would befall the Saintess, whose spirit of sacrifice surpassed even priests who had spent their lives praying to God!

No matter how much they blamed themselves for failing to guard her properly, it could not be undone.

“To think she would be struck by such a fearsome curse!”

“How in the world are we supposed to resolve this?”

“How are we to deal with a curse that even ensnares the Saintess, the Goddess’s representative?”

The paladins raised their voices, asking what on earth they should do.

It did not produce any answers. They were merely lamenting their frustration.

But Eluaz had no intention of quietly waiting for that.

She had held back far too long already, from the moment of possession until now.

“I, I can no longer… huh, I cannot hold it back anymore!”

How long are you going to keep making my shoulders dance!

“Help me, Sir Antoine…”

She threw her arms around Antoine, whom she had had her eye on from the beginning.

She felt him go rigid, but Eluaz paid it no mind and buried her face in his ever-tempting chest.

Her reasons for choosing him were very clear.

First, revenge for not falling for her previous seduction!

Second, a man with a nobleman’s mindset like Antoine had to be pushed all at once by seizing a moment of confusion like this; giving him time to think was not an option.

Third, the thick penis she had glimpsed before and his excellent looks also aided her choice.

Fourth, perhaps because she had spent so much time with him, she often thought of him when she masturbated. What would it be like to do it for real? She wondered if it would be even better than she had imagined.

Fifth, if she captured him, the commander of the Paladin Order, would it not be easier to coax the knights under him?

After all, if the commander had fallen!

“S-Saintess.”

Antoine could not bring himself to push away the Saintess, who was much smaller and more delicate than he.

Nor could he pretend not to know what she wanted.

Because every paladin present had heard what curse the Demon King had laid upon the Saintess as he perished.

“Please, huh?”

Receiving no interference even as she openly embraced and tempted him, Eluaz gained courage.

She was even armed with very clear and logical reasons.

But Antoine still could not bring himself to lay a hand on the Saintess.

He had witnessed with his own eyes how great her holy power was. That made him hesitate all the more.

How a courageous woman wins a handsome man.

Eluaz rose on tiptoe and drew closer to Antoine’s face.

There was still quite a distance, so she cupped his cheek with her hand and pulled him toward her.

“……”

The Saintess’s lips, which he had never imagined would dare to touch his, lightly met his and parted.

At the soft, moist sensation, Antoine forgot his hesitation from moments before and almost followed after, devouring them without realizing it.

It was not only Antoine who had frozen.

All the knights present could not process what they were seeing.

They understood it in their heads, but witnessing it with their own eyes was another matter.

“…Saintess, please come this way.”

Aware of their gazes, Antoine tried to support the Saintess and take her away.

Where are you going! I am fine with outdoor play too!

But Eluaz braced her legs and held firm.

“The carriage is not far. I will escort you there.”

Not far, my foot!

For a runaway colt, it was far too long a distance.

As she nestled in Antoine’s arms, she surreptitiously stroked his waist, and, having confirmed again that his penis was neatly stowed on the right today as well, all the more so.

Well aware of what Eluaz’s request implied, that thing had grown even larger than when she had seen it during worship.

“Antoine…, do you dislike me?”

“Th-that could never be.”

She was desperate to death, and she resented Antoine for not yielding.

What if she obediently followed him to the carriage, and he ran away saying, “Please rest until you feel a little better”!

She felt she might smash the carriage.

I even dropped the title of “Sir” on purpose and called him only by name!

Her body was already burning, her arousal dampening her underwear, and she was sensitive enough to be penetrated without foreplay, yet the man would not comply!

“No matter my condition, I do not want to force you. I will ask another knight…”

She had planned to devour them in order, starting with the commander, but she could not spend time on him forever.

The important thing was to take the first step, so she set aside her regret and changed plans to cast her lines at another knight.

Sir Leon, whom she had had her eye on before, for instance.

Just as Eluaz was about to slip out of Antoine’s arms, he pulled her back again with his thick arms.

“Antoine?”

“I will help you.”

At last! At last!

Eluaz screamed inwardly with joy, but outwardly she smiled calmly and poignantly.

“Thank you.”

Unlike Eluaz’s sudden kiss, Antoine gently cradled her head with one hand.

His large hand supported her from her cheek to the nape of her neck, and as Antoine’s lips approached, Eluaz slowly closed her eyes.

A storm still raged in Antoine’s heart, but the longer their kiss lasted, the less he could think of anything.

Even the faint knowledge he had did not surface; he simply surrendered to instinct and slid his tongue into her mouth.

‘Good!’

Eluaz actively tangled her tongue with his and wrapped her arms around Antoine’s neck.

Eluaz actively tangled her tongue with his and wrapped her arms around Antoine’s neck.

As she pressed closer, her soft breasts flattened and clung to the firm muscles forged by years of training.

At the sensation of a soft female body he had never felt before, blood rushed to Antoine’s penis as if his long ascetic life had been a lie.

“Antoine…”

Feeling the presence of his thick penis against her thigh, Eluaz called his name, gazing at him with a sultry look.

Antoine had his eyes tightly shut, but his other self swelled even more, standing so hard it seemed about to burst through his trousers. She could not miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that had finally come to her and became even more aggressive.

When she lightly tapped his penis with her knee, Antoine flinched and quietly opened his eyes.

When his eyes met Eluaz’s, he could no longer hold back.

“Hah!”

Antoine’s large hand cupped Eluaz’s breasts over her white sacred robe.

The calloused hand kneaded cautiously, as if worried the soft, pliant breasts might burst.

Each time his fingers grazed her perky nipples, sweet sighs slipped from between her small lips.

“Haa, a little harder…”

True to a 19+ hardcore web novel female lead, even light stimulation of her breasts made her twitch, but it was far from enough to satisfy Eluaz, who expected more.

She kissed Antoine’s prominent Adam’s apple and left kiss marks on his nape, arousing him.

“……”

Antoine bit the tender flesh inside his own cheek.

But his mind was already flushed crimson with lust, and the pace only quickened.

What was more, the Saintess, afflicted by the Demon King’s powerful curse, went beyond lightly tapping his penis with her knee and slowly stroked the shaft, urging him on.

However, swept up by instinct though he was, a shred of reason remained, and he felt the stinging gazes around them.

“Saintess, do you know what you are doing right now?”

Worried she might realize it and feel embarrassed, he held her close as if to shield her from others’ eyes and whispered to her.

At the same time, he shot a sharp glare at the paladins who could not tear their eyes away from the lewd sight of the Saintess they had never seen.

When Antoine jerked his chin at the flinching men, the paladins tactfully turned their backs.

In truth, they were in an impossible bind as well.

Having lived a life of chastity, they had no tolerance for sexual matters.

But look at them now. The Saintess, who was to them no different from the Goddess Elwina, and the commander they revered were doing something behind them that was beyond description.

“Haa, Antoine. Th-there…”

“Here?”

“Yes, th— huh, there. Hnng! L-like that…! Haang!”

“Saintess, if you keep making noises like that, will it not trouble the knights?”

From the sounds alone, they could not tell exactly what was happening.

But because they knew what curse the Demon King had cast, images of the two kept playing in their heads.

“B-But… huh, Antoine.”

“Shall we stop then?”

“No! Do more, more.”

The Saintess’s sweet voice, who had always smiled brightly and treated them kindly, was unfamiliar yet aroused them.

A Saintess who even frankly demanded, “Do more.”