“This way.”

Following the guidance of High Priest Elijah, she stepped onto the platform with him.

Countless eyes gathered on her, yet there was not a shred of expectation left in them.

Eluaz gave them a bright smile.

As if to say, ‘I am the one you’ve been waiting for.’

To prove it, she began reading the prayer written in sacred script, which even high-ranking priests could not read, one word at a time.

“The glory given by God is with you all…”

As Eluaz read line by line, a golden light began to seep out from her body.

At the clear holy power emanating from her, some shed tears, while others, overcome with emotion, softly recited the prayer along with her.

Was it because she was the Saintess? Before long, even with her eyes closed, the contents of the prayer rose vividly in her mind.

Seeing this, the priests were even more moved, offering their prayers to God.

“I declare that I will always be with you.”

At last, Eluaz finished the prayer and opened her eyes. The distrust that had clouded the eyes fixed on her was nowhere to be found.

Only gazes filled with reverence remained. The priests, and even the paladins, felt elation at the sacred experience they were encountering for the first time.

Even the high priest joined his hands in prayer toward Eluaz, God’s representative. Eluaz felt proud, thinking it was a great success.

But then, an unexpected problem arose. Being looked at with reverent eyes by such handsome people naturally brought a question to her mind.

‘Do I really have to go to the Empire and suffer all that?’

Was there any need for her to sit quietly and wait for the original story to begin?

This wasn’t a convent. Surrounded by handsome men in a place like this, was she just supposed to wait endlessly for the original plot to start?

At this rate, she felt she might produce relics from her body before then.

‘In that case, wouldn’t it be fine to just sleep with these handsome people?’

The key point was that she wasn’t thinking of ‘one paladin’ but of ‘the paladins.’

While Eluaz was having such thoughts, the people in the temple were in an uproar, exclaiming that the Saintess had finally arrived.

Some priests offered prayers of thanks to God, while some paladins boasted that they were the ones who had escorted her.

The high priest’s eyes even grew moist, saying he never expected she would appear during his lifetime.

Thanks to this, Eluaz could immerse herself deeply in contemplating how to have the men before her without anyone interfering.

‘When I think about the original story carefully, it does make me hesitate a bit.’

The original novel, To Escape Obsession, was not a heartwarming childcare story about being loved by everyone in the world, nor was it a light and cheerful romcom.

It was a full-on dark romance.

On top of that, the male lead was the ‘regretful man’ type who accumulated immense sins.

When reading the novel, she had re-read and savored the intense scenes with the skilled male lead countless times, but imagining experiencing them herself gave her pause.

It was, after all, a reservation for a thorny path.

‘Of course, I am still very much looking forward to the coercive stuff!’

Perhaps because she had read it so many times, she could still vividly recall it now.

—Saintess, is it alright for you to reveal yourself like this?

—Re… reveal? That’s not…

—When you’ve soaked your pussy like this, how can you say no? How shameless.

—That’s…!

—And you like it when I stir you this hard inside, don’t you?

—Haa… ah, aaah!

With her white saint’s robe lifted to her waist, he buried his face in her sex, licking her as he thrust his fingers inside,

—Hmph, stop? Please…! Aaang!

—You must have misspoken when you said you wanted me to stop. Squeezing me this tightly, it’s not very convincing, is it?

Even as she pleaded for him to stop, saying she couldn’t take anymore, he didn’t slow his thrusting in the slightest,

—I should let your devout followers know just how lewd you are.

—In the temple you may be the Saintess, but before me, you’re just a woman.

—If you don’t want others to find out, keep your voice down.

—No one would ever imagine that the Saintess would gush this much and climax.

She even liked the degrading words that should have made her feel humiliated.

Countless scenes from the novel of the Crown Prince and the Saintess flashed through her mind: pinning her wrists to the bed while thrusting into her, pressing her against the wall and taking her from behind, lifting her so she couldn’t escape while pounding up into her.

‘Ha, it must be delicious. Yummy.’

Just imagining it made her feel as though her stomach was tightening. She swallowed for no reason and licked her lips.

Of course, what interested her most was the penis described in the novel as ‘the length of a child’s forearm,’ ‘a blunt and solid glans,’ and ‘never going soft even after ejaculating several times,’ along with the incredible technique that brought climax after climax.

Just how ecstatic would the pleasure be? Even imagining it made her womanhood grow wet.

‘No, no. If I think about it, isn’t he actually a terrible person?’

It was the crown prince who had forced sex on her, yet he would nonchalantly threaten to reveal how lewd the Saintess was.

She disliked how he never practiced proper contraception, looked down on her for being of common birth.

And even while making her his wife for the sake of the throne, he met and slept with other women.

In the latter part of the story, a child even appeared claiming to be the crown prince’s.

‘Do I really have to wash and use such trash? Do I have to recycle garbage?’

No matter how good he was at sex! She could just have the handsome paladins around her instead.

It would be one thing if there were no alternatives, but these handsome paladins weren’t trash like the crown prince.

‘No, but still, I possessed a #hardcore, #highly_explicit, #sex_scene_focused_19+_novel, didn’t I? Then it’s only natural to taste it at least once!’

She kept wavering over whether or not to follow the original.

It was as though a devil and an angel were whispering into each ear.

Though, one side’s argument was overwhelmingly stronger.

‘If you don’t taste it, won’t you regret it for the rest of your life? You should at least once, right?’

‘Even so, you don’t have to have trash like the crown prince. This place is already a buffet! Why look far when the feast is right here?’

‘But you’d give up the male lead? He’s the male lead! The fact that the male lead is the most delicious in the novel is an unchanging truth!’

‘Even at a feast, not everything tastes the same. Just have this one and that one too!’

‘Besides, while you’re crown princess, you won’t be able to enjoy other delicacies.’

Of course, being more faithful to her perverted instincts than anyone, she quickly found her answer.

‘Until the original begins, couldn’t I just pick and eat these men while I wait? Sure, the novel had a #virgin keyword, but… being in the same space with such handsome guys! If the author or the goddess have any conscience, they’ll have to acknowledge it.’

When a young man and woman are in the same space, it’s only natural for something to happen.

Whether to follow the original or not could be decided after sleeping with the paladins.

First, taste them and then decide!

‘If the author and the goddess don’t acknowledge it, so what? The readers of the whole world will! Rise, thirty million reverse-harem readers! Since I only read reverse harems, that makes them the majority! Readers want reverse harems!’

Whatever stream of consciousness she was having, she concluded that reverse harems were the best, so she had to have the paladins, and not one at a time—if she was going to have them, she should have several at once.

For someone like her, a veteran, the moment she saw the warning label (※This work contains keywords such as multiple partners, which may be polarizing. Please be aware before reading.), she thought, ‘Multiple partners? I’d never turn that down!’ and bought it immediately.

“Welcome, Saintess, incarnation of Goddess Elwina.”

Eluaz snapped back to reality at the high priest’s voice.

Fortunately, no one noticed the panting breath she had from imagining being surrounded by eight paladins, holding penises in both hands, with one in her mouth, one thrusting below, and countless hands roaming her body.