It was still the first day, so even putting faces to names was difficult, but she believed that once she became familiar with this place and built rapport, it would happen quickly.

When that happened…

—Haa, Saintess. How many have already thrust into you, and yet you’re still this tight?

Her sex, full of semen whose owner was unknown, would be penetrated again by another man’s cock.

With every thrust of his hips, the fluids pooled deep inside would mix with a squelching sound, creating bubbles, and as he pushed in to fill her insides, the semen would leak out through any narrow gap it could find.

—Is your mouth going to stay idle?

The men waiting their turn would grow impatient, one would press his member into the Saintess’s mouth, and another, unable to do even that, would pull her hand to make her stroke his penis.

The many men unable to touch her would perhaps stand there stroking themselves as they watched the Saintess mingle bodies with others.

—You were the one who tempted so many of us, so why are you resting now?

—If you take only one at a time, how can you take responsibility for seducing so many of us?

Even if her lower lips, upper lips, and hands were all occupied with men’s cocks, someone might still say she was resting, and force another one into a hole that was already full.

—Tear… tearing…!

—How could that happen? Even if it did tear, you could just heal it with holy power.

—Haa, ah!

Two cocks would enter out of sync, scraping against her inner walls, and if they happened to strike deep inside at the same time…

Just imagining it made her breath quicken.

Wouldn’t the many men each try to leave their mark on every part of her body?

—Knowing full well how much you would enjoy it, why do you say you cannot?

Some would twist her nipples while others rubbed her clitoris, each competing to please the Saintess, and at the thought of it, even before anything happened, her love juices were already dripping.

“Saintess, are you all right?”

Hearing Eluaz’s rough breathing, Sir Antoine asked in a voice tinged with concern.

“Yes, of course. I’m perfectly fine.”

“But your face is flushed and your breath is short… I think you should rest.”

“No, I’m really fine. This is the first time I’m meeting all of you, I can’t leave so soon.”

No, I want to get closer to you! Close enough to roll around together in bed!

“The Saintess’s health is the top priority.”

When Sir Antoine spoke firmly, the other priests and paladins supported his opinion.

“Please don’t worry about us.”

“We’ll see each other every day anyway, so it’s fine.”

“I’ll greet you again tomorrow, Saintess.”

With no choice, Eluaz gave in and rose from her seat.

It was not fitting for a Saintess to be stubborn, and she couldn’t very well insist, ‘I don’t want to go because I want to have sex with you!’

She had been clenching down below so hard from her idle fantasies that even just standing up made her stagger.

Antoine quickly caught her, murmured a brief “Excuse me,” and lifted her into his arms.

“I will escort you to your quarters.”

“…Please do.”

As Antoine took his steps, everyone in the banquet hall bent at the waist to bid farewell to the Saintess.

Eluaz quietly leaned against the chest of the knight commander.

‘His hands are huge! Fingers thick! Even better than I imagined! Just one would feel amazing inside, wouldn’t it? His chest is so firm… Haa, no way my hand could wrap around it. I just want to grope it properly once.’

Unlike the concerned knight commander, she was busy with obscene thoughts.

Of course, she didn’t leave out the fantasy of spreading her legs while leaning against that solid chest, taking his cock inside her.

***

Before she knew it, several days had passed since she came here.

Growing impatient, Eluaz rose early in the morning to quickly look for prey.

Antoine followed behind her and tried to dissuade her, but he could not stop her steps.

“I fear it may be too rough for you, Saintess.”

“It’s fine.”

Because her destination was the training grounds.

Merely seeing them briefly in the chapel was not enough to know who would make a good catch. So she willingly decided to go to where the paladins gathered.

“Saintess!”

“It’s the Saintess!”

“Ah, how could the Saintess come to a place like this!”

Apparently not expecting her, the paladins’ faces showed surprise, bewilderment, and joy.

Without anyone telling them to, they lined up in orderly rows before the Saintess.

“I came because I was curious about your training.”

“Will you be all right? There will be dust, and I worry it may not be a comfortable environment for you.”

“You won’t find it interesting to watch.”

Their words were much more polite than their true feelings.

They didn’t want someone as noble as the Saintess to see sweaty men swinging swords.

But Eluaz’s will was firm.

“This is all part of the process of protecting the Holy Empire, isn’t it? Training in dusty conditions, swinging your swords without rest.”

At the Saintess’s gentle words, the paladins covered their mouths.

Until now, even without recognition, they had repeated the same actions purely out of religious conviction.

And now, to be acknowledged by none other than the Saintess, the one closest to God.

It felt like a reward for all their efforts.

“I don’t wish to disrupt your training. Please carry on as usual.”

“Yes!”

At Eluaz’s words, the knights quickly dispersed and resumed training as before she arrived.

Some ran around the training grounds to build stamina, while others paired off to spar.

Seeing this, a smile finally formed on Eluaz’s lips.

‘This is it!’

Of course, her words had not been false. But that didn’t mean she had told the whole truth either.

Hair damp with sweat!

Masculinity in the way they swung their swords!

Strong forearms revealed when they rolled up their sleeves!

Not a single thing that wasn’t to her taste.

Eluaz’s lips almost split into a grin filled with impure intent, but perhaps thanks to the Saintess buff, it appeared to be a gentle smile.

‘Heaven. This is it!’

As expected from those who trained daily, muscles were well developed on everyone’s forearms and abdomens.

Which only made her dilemma worse.

They all looked delicious, so who should she eat first?

“Ah!”

At that moment, after finishing a spar, Sir Leon smiled as he lifted his tunic to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Contrary to his refreshing face, the masculinity in the abs briefly revealed in that moment struck Eluaz’s heart squarely.

“Sir Leon. Fix your attire.”

“My apologies, Commander.”

Immediately, Commander Antoine’s stern voice rang out. Eluaz nearly glared at him, but considering her position, she restrained herself.

“My apologies, Saintess. I am of common birth and still lacking in manners.”

“Think nothing of it. Before God, there is no commoner or noble. We are all gathered under the name of Goddess Elwina.”

In other words, she looked at him with heated eyes, telling him to go on with what he was doing, but the moment she was waiting for did not come.

Still, Leon’s name was now firmly etched in Eluaz’s mind.

Being of common birth meant he did not have the stiff thinking unique to nobles. Isn’t that perfect?

She was trying to find a way to close the distance between them when Leon began to quietly move away from Antoine.

“Sir Leon!”

“Yes?”

Eluaz called out to him urgently without realizing it.

It was the first time the Saintess had directly called out to someone, so everyone’s attention turned to her.