On the second floor of the church, in the lounge area.
The four of them were clinking glasses and feasting heartily, enjoying a satisfying meal.
However, Kariel was clearly eating less.
One reason was that she had eaten such food too many times before.
Another reason was that, in her eyes, these dishes were only obtained because little Loran had yielded to Elizabeth.
It made her feel stifled, so she preferred to drink a few more cups of wine instead.
This perfectly aligned with Loran, who had just started asking for more wine.
The two began to drink heavily, feeling their bodies heat up, and ran out to the balcony.
The balcony had a double seat and a small table, along with a dim magic lamp on the side, making it perfect for the two to chat.
To chat about things that couldn’t see the light of day.
Kariel leaned against Loran, her succubus tail unconsciously rubbing against Loran’s thigh.
“Little Loran,” she called out.
“You were actually a bit rash to rush out the potion to treat mana pollution this time.”
“I’ve already realized that,” Loran said with a drunken shrug.
“Elizabeth’s emphasis on the potion exceeded my expectations, and the Church of Light is likely the same, just that they haven’t reacted yet.”
“Even the Fifth Prince might be interested in me.
I seem to have accidentally made myself the center of the storm.”
As Loran spoke, she kept a distracted eye on Kariel’s reaction.
Unfortunately, an old monster like Kariel naturally wouldn’t reveal any flaws, and she replied in a calm tone.
“Actually, little Loran, after you developed the stabilizing potion, you could have discussed it with me first.”
Loran was silent.
In fact, the current outcome was quite good; with Elizabeth’s widespread promotion, commoners had a place to seek treatment, and she had also resolved her gold coin crisis.
She also learned about the churches competing for faith, which clarified her future direction.
Except for the Steel Brand on her back, it was almost a perfect answer sheet.
But to Kariel, this silence from Loran was a silent questioning.
She turned over, supporting herself on the chair with her hands and knees, looming over Loran.
A pair of pink eyes lit up slightly, carrying a hint of oppression.
Then, she used her free hand to lift Loran’s chin.
“Little Loran, do you not trust your big sister?”
Her tone lacked its usual flippancy and laziness, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
Loran avoided her gaze and glanced to the side.
“It’s not that, I just have some concerns.”
“For example?”
“Is it the Fifth Prince?
Or some unknown religious church?” Loran racked her brains trying to recall the walkthroughs she had seen.
Unfortunately, she was just a game novice, and the walkthroughs she had read were few and far between.
In the end, she could only sigh again.
“I don’t know, I can’t guess, but it gives me pause nonetheless.”
“I can tell you,” Kariel smiled slightly, saying something that surprised Loran.
“It’s the Fifth Prince.”
Loran felt a bit dejected; as expected, her initial guess (see Chapter 4) was correct.
Seeing Loran’s disappointed expression, Kariel felt the urge to tease her and reached out to press on Loran’s small belly.
A mere Mark of Desire, a power stolen from the Church of Life, was something she could control slightly even while severely injured.
She couldn’t remove the mark, but couldn’t she at least play with it?
Thus, the mark began to glow slightly.
Loran felt her body getting hotter and hotter, as if she had a fever, and couldn’t help but speak up to stop her.
“Mmh…
don’t do that…”
Even so, Kariel couldn’t detect any sadness or anger in Loran’s eyes.
“Huh?
Little Loran, you’re not angry, or furious that I lied to you?”
Loran rolled her eyes.
“If you were really on the Fifth Prince’s side, you wouldn’t have helped me so much, but instead would have incited me to go to Pink Harbor to work as a Bunny Girl.”
This wasn’t just her talking nonsense.
In the game, if she hadn’t maxed out Kariel’s favorability, she would have been forced to work part-time as a Bunny Girl to earn enough gold to pay off the interest.
Hearing the answer, Kariel first marveled at Loran’s sharpness, then couldn’t help but imagine what Loran would look like as a Bunny Girl.
However, she quickly suppressed her desires and said in a slightly serious tone.
“Then I will tell you my true identity.”
“My true identity is the High Priestess of the Church of Life, the guardian of the Sky Mountains—Elna of Fushan.”
“What?!” Loran exclaimed, “You are ‘Elna of Fushan’?!”
Isn’t this the password in the walkthrough to open Kariel’s secret shop?
Seeing Loran’s surprised expression, Kariel stroked her chin with satisfaction.
“Now you know how lucky you are, right?
When you first ran to my shop and said this title, I thought an enemy had come to my door and almost slaughtered you. This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
Where on earth did you learn this name?”
“Also, you even know about the Fifth Prince’s schemes.
For a Candidate Saintess, you know far too much.”
Loran gave a dry laugh and had to change the subject.
“You say you are from the Church of Life, but hasn’t the Church of Life already perished?
History books say that even the believers were wiped out to the last.”
Kariel sensed that Loran was changing the subject, but she didn’t care and began to explain to Loran.
“The history books are actually correct; our Church of Life was indeed wiped out, leaving only a few strays behind.”
“I obtained a sliver of the Goddess of Life’s authority, successfully changed my appearance, and escaped the disaster.”
“Authority?” Loran wondered, the game didn’t seem to mention this thing.
“You can understand it as a special ability.
Although it is still driven by mana, it is superior to magic and mana, possessing a higher standing.”
“That sounds just like the witches described in the church’s educational books…” Loran said with a smile, then her smile gradually froze as she looked at Kariel’s tacit expression, stuttering.
“May I ask what your title is now…”
“It’s called ‘Succubus Witch’ now.”
Eek!
Not only was she a witch from the legends who committed all kinds of evil and had to be reported on sight, but she was also rumored to be the Succubus Witch, the super queen of lust.
Furthermore, Kariel was a succubus who could really ‘do’ it to people!
Oh no, my butt!
Loran immediately wanted to protect her butt, but then she had a second thought and realized something was wrong.
“If Kariel retained the Goddess of Life’s authority and became the Succubus Witch, doesn’t that mean that witches and gods are actually of the same origin?”
“Then why do the churches of the true gods keep exterminating witches?” Loran’s doubts grew, “Could it be to cut off the weeds and eliminate the roots…
were you actually wiped out by the churches of the true gods?”
“That’s it!” Kariel clapped her hands, “Little Loran is so smart; most people wouldn’t dare to think in this direction.”
Loran muttered to herself, who would dare to think that?
The Church of Life was famous for its good reputation, with the common people living in peace and contentment, having many children.
At most, they were well-fed and prone to carnal desires, with a bit too much eccentricity when it came to their fetishes, but otherwise, they were basically spotless.
If it was really as Kariel said, then the so-called alliance of the churches of the true gods was not very “just” after all.
Thinking of this, Loran’s heart trembled, fearing that if she continued, a Goddess of Light might suddenly appear and slap her across the face.
Kariel, however, didn’t care at all and even took advantage of Loran’s fear to grope her.
Touching…
rubbing…