Late at night, Eluaz made very active use of her position as “Saintess,” just as she had planned.

“All right, the preparations are perfect.”

Standing in front of the mirror, Eluaz spun in a full circle.

Her thighs peeked out from beneath the short chemise, exactly the length she wanted.

If she revealed too much, Antoine might show resistance, so it was just enough to be a glimpse.

Even though she couldn’t find the “gossamer chemise as transparent as dragonfly wings” that always appeared in romance fantasies, it was fine.

From the start, she hadn’t expected to be able to find such a thing in the Holy Empire, so she wasn’t disappointed.

“Saintess?”

“Ah, Sir Antoine.”

As planned, about an hour after entering her bedroom, Eluaz carefully opened the door.

As expected, Antoine was still standing guard at the door, protecting her from any possible danger.

“What is the matter?”

“It’s just… tonight, I feel scared sleeping alone.”

“……”

“I just read a story in a book about people being harmed by demons… I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

“……”

Between Eluaz, peeking her head through the half-open door, and Antoine, lightly dressed with a sword in hand, silence settled.

What, you have nothing to say when I tell you I’m scared?

Well, what could I expect from a celibate knight?

Still acting as if frightened, Eluaz opened the door a little wider.

“Could you stay by my side for a while?”

“…It is improper to let a man into your room late at night. Even more so to be alone in the room with him.”

Eluaz lowered her head.

It was to hide the anger that felt like it might explode.

Is this really the time to lecture me on propriety? In this high-heat 19+ romance fantasy world? This isn’t the Joseon era!

“I’m only concerned that rumors might attach themselves to the Saintess.”

Thinking she was disappointed and hurt, Antoine quickly added the reason.

But to Eluaz, that reason was of no importance. Even if rumors spread, they’d only be something like “The Saintess spent the night with the Knight Commander.”

What she wanted was not something as simple as that. It was something so shocking and obscene no one would believe it.

“…We are in the Holy Empire.”

“Pardon?”

“Who would spread rumors here in the Holy Empire?”

“Even so, you should be careful just in case…”

There was nothing wrong with what Antoine said.

But it could not calm Eluaz’s anger.

For a woman crazed with desire, who wanted sex but could not have it, reason and logic were useless.

Only a thick cock, intense pleasure, and never-ending ecstasy could calm her.

Eluaz took a deep breath and grabbed Antoine’s wrist.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was startled by the sudden contact, she even pulled him into the room.

It was only natural that a trained, solid lower body would not be dragged easily, but unable to refuse the Saintess’s touch, Antoine was helplessly pulled in with the slightest force.

“You said yourself that within the Holy Empire, no one can stop me from doing what I want.”

“…Yes.”

As Antoine replied, his breath was close enough to touch her skin.

Eluaz almost gasped instinctively, but thanks to the Saintess buff, she still looked like a pure and delicate maiden.

“Is it not allowed?”

With moist eyes looking up at him, asking in such an innocent face, Antoine could no longer refuse.

Moreover, the soft touch of the Saintess’s hand on his wrist, her warm body heat, clouded his thoughts.

“…If it’s only for a short while.”

“Yay! Come in!”

Eluaz smiled brightly, truly delighted, and took his wrist as she walked forward confidently.

Now, only the last step remained.

She had succeeded in bringing him into her bedroom, and the goal—sex—was right before her eyes.

Thinking that, her sex grew even wetter.

She felt as if it would be obvious she was leaking through the flimsy underwear that served no other function than covering her privates.

‘Pure thoughts, pure thoughts… No, what does it matter if he finds out!’

—Saintess, why are you like this here?

—T-That’s… hng!

—Even over your underwear, I can tell how your clitoris is swollen.

Wouldn’t he press down hard on her hardened clitoris with those calloused hands?

Because that is exactly the kind of world this is.

Even paladins would be no exception. Just give them the slightest opening…

“Saintess, my hand…”

“I’ll hold it just a little longer.”

Even after lying down on the bed, Eluaz did not let go of Antoine. In fact, she let her hand that had been holding his wrist slide down to clasp his large hand.

Thinking it was the hand that would rub her clitoris and stir her insides with its fingers made her adore it even more.

“Saintess, your face is red…”

“It must be because it’s hot!”

It was simply because she was aroused, but using that as an excuse, Eluaz pushed the blanket aside.

A beautiful woman lying quietly in bed, holding his hand!

If he didn’t take her now, Antoine was surely impotent.

When she turned to lie on her side, her already short chemise rode up further, revealing her pale thighs. Antoine turned his gaze away in fluster, but her grip on his hand kept him from escaping.

‘Look! How is it? If you’re a man, your heart must be stirring, right?’

Eluaz peeked with half-lidded eyes, pretending to sleep, watching Antoine.

In truth, she wanted to lie on her back and spread her legs wide, telling him to put it in right now.

But that would be too blatant.

For a man like Antoine, who valued propriety, it was not the right method.

‘Kyaa! He’s hard! He’s hard!’

She glanced at the space between his legs and it was obvious.

Even in her blurry vision, she could see how large it was. She wanted to beg him to put it in.

Although there was still a chance she might lose her position as Saintess, subtle teasing was fine.

When Eluaz moved her legs again, her chemise slid up even more, almost revealing her sex.

“Saintess.”

“……”

“Saintess.”

Antoine called to her urgently.

But Eluaz, who had decided to feign sleep, said nothing.

Even so, she did not let go of Antoine’s hand.

After a moment, she felt his other hand approaching.

Eluaz’s heart pounded faster.

‘Kyaa! Is he really trying to take me while I’m sleeping? Is that it?’

Eluaz almost broke into a grin.

It was difficult to keep pretending to sleep, but thanks to the Saintess buff, she didn’t give herself away.

‘Kyaa! I can’t! My heart is racing! When the timing is right, I’ll open my eyes! Or maybe I should just keep pretending to sleep tonight? Whatever happens, trust me! I’ll handle it perfectly!’

Filled with anticipation, Eluaz imagined Antoine caressing her entire body while she pretended to sleep.

—Even while you’re sleeping, you react so sensitively.

Fingers slipping into her untouched sex, rubbing inside, then adding another to spread her wider.

Of course, Eluaz bristled inwardly at the phrase “untouched sex.”

Still, she held back, curious about what expression Antoine would make when she finally opened her eyes.

Already, her underwear was soaked dark with her juices.

And when he finally decided she was ready to be penetrated, she would have no choice but to open her eyes. They said it hurt the first time, after all.

—Ah, Sir Antoine..? What are you doing right now?

—Saintess… this is your fault. I told you, did I not? That you must never be alone with a man in your room late at night.

Just imagining Antoine speaking like that while roughly thrusting his hips made her chest rise and fall faster.

At last, Antoine’s hand was close to her chest.