“Ah, aah!”

As the Saintess’s voice rose, the wet sounds grew louder.

At first, it was a licking sound.

But before long, there was a squelch, as if from somewhere liquid had pooled, and then a slosh, and soon a sound like water spraying, swaaah-

In the northern land where there was nothing but ice.

“Antoine, now…”

“Not yet. How do you expect to take me with this narrow hole?”

Perhaps worried his knights might hear, Antoine spoke in a small voice, but the wind blowing over the quiet northern land kindly carried the Saintess’s cries of pleasure very clearly to their ears.

Hole, what hole? Which hole! That hole? It was only natural for such thoughts to arise.

“I am f-fine, haak!”

“When you hurt this much with only two fingers, how can you say that?”

“Heh, Antoine, ah… If you do it while licking me, I think it will get better quickly.”

So where exactly was he supposed to lick? The knights drew the picture in their heads.

That ascetic, strict commander of the Paladin Order, licking the Saintess’s… sex.

Just from imagining it, their penises swelled until they ached.

No matter how many prayers they recited inwardly, it was useless.

Because the representative of God who should hear their prayers was having her sex sucked right here.

“Ah, mm! Heh, Sir…!”

At that moment, the word “Sir” from the Saintess’s lips almost made them mistake it as referring to themselves.

If the Saintess had asked “another knight” as she first said, the one holding her now might not have been the commander but themselves.

“Haa, ah, nng!”

“Haa, Saintess.”

“Do you, ngh, dislike that the Saintess is this lewd?”

Every word that came from the Saintess’s mouth was one mountain after another.

If only she had quietly taken care of her desire, it would not have been this hard.

They could have let it pass as just a slightly bothersome sound.

But the explicit words from the two made the knights immerse themselves even more in the situation.

It was all as Eluaz intended.

Even as she felt pleasure in Antoine’s arms, Eluaz kept stealing glances at the Paladin Order around her.

Because her head rested on Antoine’s shoulder and the Paladin Order had all turned their backs, no one noticed that her gaze was directed at them.

So they did not know the Saintess had caught that their ears were red and that, with blood rushing to their penises and the resulting ache, their always-straight posture had come undone.

Nor did they know that, depending on the angle, she could clearly see how large some of their penises had grown.

‘Ha, it feels so good.’

The peak was close.

It had been worth holding back until now.

The effect of deliberately continuing to provoke them with her words was very clear.

In truth, she had not intended it from the start.

It was only that the hardest man to devour, Antoine, was right before her eyes, so she had let out loud moans on purpose to prepare for any possible future.

But unexpectedly, it had also worked on Antoine. He had said words he would never have said normally.

“How do you expect to take me with this narrow hole?”

Eluaz shivered.

She even felt the attention of the men surrounding her focus upon her.

They tried to pretend not to listen, but instinctively pricked up their ears.

And Eluaz did not miss the opportunity.

“Heh, Antoine, ah… If you do it while licking me…”

“Do you, ngh, dislike that the Saintess is this lewd?”

She deliberately threw out words that would arouse everyone present even more.

Unaware of that, Antoine answered very earnestly.

“You are still holy, Saintess. You are merely experiencing brief hardship because of the Demon King’s curse.”

“Tha-… ngh, ah, aah! Haak!”

As she thanked Antoine, she intended in her heart to thank the Demon King once more for giving her the chance to devour them so openly.

But Eluaz’s body, far too sensitive for a Saintess, climbed to climax again and let out a moan.

Even as she climaxed, she lewdly rolled her hips as if it were still not enough.

As if to say that fingers were enough now, put a penis in.

“Ah, Antoine…”

Eluaz begged once more.

His thick fingers gave rapture incomparable to when she had thrust in her own, but her greed knew no end.

But Antoine kept stirring her sex that squeezed so tight it seemed it would break his fingers, as if it were still not enough.

“Haak, ngh! Ah…! I, I just came…! Ah!”

“You struggle this much even with fingers.”

“B-But, haa, aah!”

Tears welled at the corners of Eluaz’s eyes.

They came partly from pleasure, but also because she was moved by Antoine’s words and actions.

He had seemed ascetic, like a mountain she could never climb.

Despite all her efforts to tempt him, that stiff-as-a-log man had only fixed her clothes, his expression unchanged.

To think he even had such excellent hand technique.

‘They say web novel male leads are good at everything with their bodies, and you are the same!’

Though he was not the male lead, a man this handsome, with such a fine body and a sturdy penis, could he not become the true male lead?

If this were a 19+ game rather than a web novel where faces were not shown, Antoine would easily be at the level of a character whom players petition to add as a romance target because he is not one.

“Antoine.”

Antoine’s dazzling handwork was moving, but Eluaz decided to take one step further.

He wavered with desire yet hesitated out of worry that he might harm the Saintess.

And because Eluaz was a dedicated reader of hardcore romance fantasy, she knew exactly how to break his patience in a moment like this.

“Yes, Saintess.”

“By my name, will you call me… please?”

She had already gone one step past the stiff address “Sir Antoine” by calling him “Antoine,” now she had to make him call her by her name.

That way, he would feel her as a woman and not as “Saintess.” It was all within Eluaz’s calculations.

As expected, Antoine flinched.

He was so startled that even the fingers that had been drawing circles inside, gradually widening her, stopped.

“H-How could I dare with the Saintess?”

“At least when we are mixing our bodies like this. Yes?”

“…Understood. Lady Eluaz.”

Seeing his handsome face speak in embarrassment felt so good.

“Haha, are you squeezing my fingers this tightly just from me saying your name?”

It seemed her sex had tightened from joy without her realizing it.

Antoine spoke with a low laugh, and she loved it.

Yes, first of all, a man had to be handsome and have a big dick. It was such a relief that she had not slept with the Crown Prince.

It was still a pity she had not devoured the Demon King.

“Antoine, I cannot…”

Eluaz urged him as if she could not endure any longer.

Of course, it was not because of the Demon King as they thought. It was simply because she was lewd, but what did that matter?

She rolled her hips herself on Antoine’s still hand.

“Hh, ah, g-good… Antoine, heh, it feels good.”

She wrapped her arms around Antoine’s neck.

The motion of her hips grew faster. Just a little, just a little more…!

“Lady Eluaz.”

At that very moment, a thick finger plunged inside, thrusting hard.

“Hhaa. Ah…, so good!”

Just what act could it be for her to say it felt so good?

In their minds kept rising the Saintess’s eyes that had seemed to look at them, not Antoine, even as she sucked the commander’s lips and placed kisses on his nape of her own accord.