“A moment ago, the sparring match was very interesting.”

“Thank you.”

“If it’s all right with you, could you explain it to me?”

“Yes!”

Leon ran toward her with a broad smile.

He began to give a simple explanation about the swordsmanship taught in the Paladin Order and recounted how the sparring had gone.

Of course, Commander Antoine knew far more about the Order’s swordsmanship, but since the Saintess had addressed Leon, he could not step in.

Moreover, when Dominic, who had sparred with Leon, also took a seat beside the Saintess, other knights began to gather around her one by one.

Some reenacted moments from Leon and Dominic’s sparring, saying, “This is how they did it,” and explained again in time with the demonstration.

“I see.”

“That’s amazing!”

“Truly impressive!”

“You are all so dependable.”

Eluaz nodded along and responded appropriately to their words.

It was not because she was truly curious about swordsmanship or training that she had called them over.

‘Not only Leon, but so many knights are approaching me first!’

Very good. The first step is always the hardest.

Now that they had started talking, surely from next time they could converse a bit more closely?

And then they would come to see her as familiar.

‘Yes, I’m not someone far away! I’m the only woman within arm’s reach for you! And I’m always ready to spread my legs!’

She didn’t care if it happened right now.

A dusty training ground? What did that matter?

If they wanted to have sex, it didn’t have to be in a bedroom—hallways, stairs, even outside the temple were all fine.

—Saintess, you must keep your voice down.

—Haa, b-but…

—What will you do if other priests hear you?

And then, when the sound of footsteps approached from afar, hiding behind a curtain… that was exactly what a 19+ romance fantasy should be, wasn’t it?

Ah, if the saint’s robes were made like a dress with panniers inside to make them puff out, she could even hide a man inside her clothes!

—Saintess? You do not look well.

—N-No, I… I’m fine.

The man hidden under her skirt, knowing she might be caught, would lick her clitoris with his tongue and push his fingers into her sex. Her aroused sex would throb and drip with more and more love juices, and soon the squelching sounds would be loud with every movement of his fingers.

—No, this won’t do. I’ll call for a physician…

Eluaz blinked at the thought. A Saintess who could heal with holy power would never call for a physician.

In a typical romance fantasy, while the man before her went to fetch the physician, the man hidden under her skirt would come out.

—Actually…

Unable to resist, Eluaz changed the scene in her mind, lifting her skirt to her waist and showing the man hidden there licking her sex to the one before her.

‘Kyaa! I love it! And then it leads to a group play! In any empty room nearby!!’

She didn’t hear a word the knights around her were saying. It didn’t matter anyway. The only thing she cared about was—

‘Sex! Sex! SEEEEEEEEEX!’

Even so, she continued to nod and respond soullessly. Thanks to the Saintess buff, no one noticed.

“Oh my, what should I do…?”

“What is it?”

“Is something wrong?”

“Are you uncomfortable after all…?”

After listening to them for some time, Eluaz tilted her head, covering her cheek with her hand as if troubled.

The paladins around her each spoke words of concern.

“I said I wouldn’t disrupt your training… I’m sorry.”

“Not at all! Because you came, we trained even harder than usual! Isn’t that right?”

“Yes! That’s right!”

“Then I’m very glad… Would it be all right if I came again tomorrow, if it wouldn’t trouble you?”

The answer was obvious.

There was no one who could stop the Saintess from doing what she wanted.

Not unless they were a complete fool. Especially within the Holy Empire, that went without saying.

Still, Eluaz asked for their permission.

It was not that she intended to forcibly violate the paladins; she wanted them to truly want to have sex with her.

“This is my first time seeing knights training, so it’s really fascinating. And I think I’d feel reassured to be nearby in case anyone gets hurt.”

“C-Could it be… that the Saintess would heal us herself?”

“Yes. Is that not allowed?”

“O-Of course it is! But how could someone as noble as the Saintess…”

Eluaz raised one hand to stop their worried words. “You are all just as noble. So me healing you is, in a way, only natural.”

At her words, silence fell over the training grounds.

Some drew in a breath, moved, and others covered their mouths with both hands.

Eluaz clenched her fist where no one could see.

After all, what she really wanted to say was, ‘You are the same as me.’ And it seemed the message had been received perfectly.

And just as she had expected, the distance between her and the paladins closed rapidly, and they became much friendlier than before.

Whenever they were injured during training, Eluaz immediately healed them. To her, it was so trivial she hardly noticed the holy power spent.

But to the knights, it was nothing of the sort.

Wounds that would normally require a physician’s care and medicine, and time to heal, closed in the blink of an eye. It could only be called a miracle.

“This much is fine.”

“What do you mean? What if it leaves a scar?”

Even for small injuries the knights would normally ignore, Eluaz did not take them lightly.

Of course, scars on a perfect body like one from a work of fiction could still look cool, but she disliked leaving any additional scars.

Especially if it happened right in front of her eyes, it was different from if it had occurred while she was absent.

However…

However…!

“The country I come from is the Amir Kingdom, famous for its beautiful scenery.”

“Wow! Really?”

“Yes. An endless sea, snow that never melts on the mountains. And flowers of every color bloom there.”

“That sounds so beautiful! I’d love to visit someday.”

“Then…”

As they happily chatted, Theodore suddenly stiffened, his whole body tensing.

No way, no way… surely not?

“Have you finished today’s training?”

“N-No! I was just about to return to training!”

With just one word from Antoine, who had been silently standing behind Eluaz as her escort, the atmosphere was ruined.

As always!

And just when she thought it was about time for him to butt in!

“Why? Why! What were you going to say after ‘then’?”

“Then I was going to say I should get back to training! Please excuse me!”

Lies!

He was carrying out the perfect method to irritate a Korean…!

There are two ways to make a Korean angry: first, to stop speaking mid-sentence. And second…

“Sir Antoine du Rochefort.”

“I have discarded everything but my name. Please just call me Antoine.”

“…Fine, Sir Antoine. Am I not allowed to speak with the knights?”

“Of course not. There is nothing the Saintess cannot do.”

At Antoine’s firm voice, Eluaz felt a surge of anger.

It was only natural; this wasn’t the first time.

Conversing with several people at once in the training grounds was fine.

But whenever she spoke one-on-one with a particular knight to get closer, Antoine would glare and interfere.

If he had done that to her directly, she could have gritted her teeth and ignored it for the sake of future sex, but to unfairly pressure knights in a subordinate position?

‘Why! Why! Why!!!’

Because of him, knights who wanted to talk to her would happily approach, only to awkwardly retreat back to training.

‘Could it be he likes me? Is that it?’

When she glanced up at Antoine’s face, it looked no different from when she first saw him.

Always stiff and expressionless. Like not a drop of blood would come out even if pricked.

That was why she had never thought to try seducing him with her full effort.

After all, being from a ducal family of the Eastern Empire and serving here as the commander of the Paladin Order, he did not seem like someone who would easily fall to temptation.

‘But if he already likes me, that changes everything!’

All right. Let’s see this through to the end!

Eluaz let out a low, sly laugh as she burned with determination.