But it wasn’t just Antoine’s hand that came closer.

The soft blanket that smelled of sunlight wrapped Eluaz’s body warmly.

‘…What are you doing? The warmth I want is body heat! Not a blanket! Get on the bed right now!’

She was frustrated that she couldn’t say it outright.

She turned her frustration into action by kicking the blanket Antoine had put over her off the bed in one motion.

“……”

Sensing something strange, Antoine covered her again, but Eluaz kicked it off once more.

She held herself back from throwing it out the window.

“Please rest.”

With a small sigh, Antoine removed the hand Eluaz had been holding onto and left the room.

“You don’t like me? Then why did you stop me from talking to the other knights in the first place!”

If you’re not going to have sex with me, then at least don’t get in the way!

Her cry of resentment echoed in the room, but fortunately or unfortunately, no one else heard it.

***

“It seems impossible to sleep with the knights.”

This was the conclusion Eluaz reached after much thought.

Antoine never left her side, and as long as he kept getting in the way, there was nothing she could do.

She needed to find another way. She couldn’t just cling to hopeless knights.

‘Right, are knights the only men? Priests are men too!’

While still visiting the training grounds to keep a chance with the knights, she shifted her focus to building connections with the independently operating priests.

They seemed more promising than Antoine, who had kicked away the meal she had set for him, or the knights who couldn’t even speak comfortably to her because of his watchful eyes.

But reality was harsher than she thought.

“Oh, Saintess…! Today as well, your abundant holy power shines brilliantly.”

The priests would clasp their hands together as if witnessing a miracle just by seeing her.

“H-Haa…!”

They couldn’t even breathe properly if she so much as touched them.

Were the priests just a gathering of men obsessed with holy power? It was a reasonable suspicion.

They were not only decent-looking but outright handsome, so she couldn’t understand why they acted that way.

Thus, against her will, Eluaz was forced to continue a celibate life.

‘To have such fine men right in front of me…’

Once again, she sighed in admiration as she watched the knights guarding the chapel, ensuring nothing happened to the Saintess.

As knights who trained daily, they were all well-built, and even the shortest among them seemed at least 178 cm tall.

Among them, the tallest, Sir Dominic, looked close to 2 meters.

‘Wait, hold on! What is that!’

While the priests were absorbed in prayer, Eluaz’s eyes widened as she glanced around casually.

From beneath Antoine’s shoulder mantle, a thigh peeked out, and at the same time, something the size of a water bottle bulged against his tight pants. It was undoubtedly a penis.

‘Kyaah! Oh my god! Sir Antoine is huge! Huge! Wow, that’s a dick? Not a cola bottle? It’s enormous! Hands! His hands are big too! It’s true what they say, big hands mean a big penis!’

It was a shock completely different from the glimpse she’d caught while pretending to sleep in a dim room.

The excitement was brief, quickly replaced by deep regret.

‘Should I have been more aggressive in seducing him?’

I should have had him then!

Seeing such a perfect face, body, and such an incredible asset, yet being able to do nothing but drool was unbearable.

‘To think I can’t have that…’

For now, Antoine had to be away from her, even for a moment, so she could try flirting with the other knights.

‘How on earth can I devour him?’

Forced abstinence was driving her insane.

No wonder she wished the original story would just begin already.

‘Ah, is that why? Why the Saintess in the original succumbed to the Crown Prince’s temptation.’

With such a sensitive body, and surrounded only by men as stiff as logs, it was almost inevitable.

Then came the bolt from the blue that made her voice tremble.

“What? A deployment?”

“Yes. Seeing the Saintess’s deep sorrow, we have moved up the schedule from previous years.”

Not having touched even one man properly, and now a deployment?

Eluaz had no idea that while she was sighing in the chapel, the priests and paladins had joined forces, saying they must ease the Saintess’s worries.

From the start, it was extremely rare for God to deliver a message directly, so even without any command from her, they were making preparations to fulfill her will.

“The priests have also decided to go to aid the poor. You may rest assured, Saintess…”

Eluaz was so shocked she could barely hear the man reporting to her.

Even the priests were leaving, after the knights!

Her concern was her inability to have sex, and the solution was to put a penis into the vagina that grew thirstier every day despite being touched night and day by her fingers, but no one knew that.

“The elite knights have completed their preparations. Once the priests are ready, they too will leave to provide relief.”

“No, if everyone leaves…”

“Do not worry! Sir Antoine will always remain by your side for your safety.”

The worst.

Leaving her with only the man as stiff as a log.

If only Sir Antoine were gone, she could have tried seducing the remaining knights and priests to her heart’s content!

To make matters worse, the High Priest said there was no need for him to go for relief, so the regular priests would leave and he would remain.

Their decision was made with her in mind, but to her, it was the worst of the worst.

The High Priest’s appearance was to her taste, but his devout faith was too great an obstacle.

If it was already difficult to seduce a regular priest, how much harder would it be with the High Priest?

“I will slay the monsters and purify the demonic energy.”

“When will you return?”

Though she asked with all her heart, hoping they would return quickly, the priests, perhaps due to the Saintess buff, interpreted her words completely differently and replied with shining eyes.

“We will not return until we fulfill the Saintess’s wish!”

Eluaz felt as though she would collapse from intense sorrow, but she could not show it and screamed inwardly.

‘My wish is simply to hold a branch in each hand in the flower garden.’

But now, the flowers of that garden—the priests and knights—were leaving, and she would be left with neither the branches nor any penis to replace them, only the High Priest who equated her to God and Antoine, who she could not have even if given the chance, with no promise of when they would return!

This is ridiculous!

I can’t waste away like this until the original story begins!

“Will Sir Leon also be going?”

“Yes!”

Unbelievable.

Leon, the one she had been keeping an eye on, was also leaving. Of all the paladins, Leon had seemed the most promising.

Whenever Antoine was away, she had managed to speak comfortably with him a few times.

But every time, Antoine would appear out of nowhere, as if dropping from the sky or rising from the ground, and interrupt.

“What kind of attitude is that toward the Saintess! Show proper respect!”

“You seem to have free time? Tomorrow’s dawn training will be sparring. Go swing the wooden sword two thousand times.”

“Fifty laps around the training ground.”

No, no!

Eluaz could not let them go like this.

At least when they were nearby, she had the hope that she might devour them someday. But if they were out of sight, that hope would shatter to pieces.

‘What if I can’t resist and pounce, and they say the Saintess is possessed by a demon and cast me out!’

She had to find a way.

‘Should I just go to the Crown Prince? No, there’s no guarantee I could reach him safely. The Empire is too far.’

In the original story, the Crown Prince had invited Eluaz, famous as the Saintess, to the Empire.

But now, with no fame or anything else, if she went alone without the paladins or priests, she would be seen as an impostor pretending to be the Saintess.

‘Should I say a divine message has come, telling them not to go anywhere and stay in the Holy Empire? No, that’s truly absurd.’

Building her reputation as the Saintess was extremely important.

They needed to go out and spread her name far and wide so that she could meet the Crown Prince.

She didn’t necessarily want to follow the original plot, but she didn’t want to wither away in this garden of flowers. If not them, then she planned to meet the Crown Prince of the Empire, a man in a hardcore 19+ romance fantasy with skill, power, and wealth.

Then what should she do…

Ah! Ahhh!

“I will go with you.”