Chapter 131: 131 Confession with a Nun
The next morning.
Renata and I returned after touring the territory. When I showed Min Jiyu a good spot, she was incredibly happy.
But my work wasn’t over yet.
"Haa, why isn’t reality like COC?"
If it could be finished with a few mouse clicks, my life would have been a territory management story, not a Debauched Hero story.
I headed to the training ground near the Lord’s manor. There, several people stood, short like me, or somewhat lacking in appearance. All of them were people who wouldn’t receive much attention in society, only negative attention. They were the kind of people anyone would ignore and pass by. But.
"That’s unexpected?"
On each of their chests, four or five auras of light were shining. It meant they were individuals with this level of skill who had yet to be recognized.
I went up onto the platform and asked solemnly.
"Everyone, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Lucian Vane, the Lord and Baron of Weaverpool, and a Hero. I have one question. Why are you here?"
"Because we couldn’t find jobs."
I asked immediately.
"Why couldn’t you find them? You must have ability and will."
"It’s because of our appearance."
It’s true in reality too, but there are types of people who have the ability and will but aren’t recognized. It wasn’t a problem limited to just disabled people. It could be because they weren’t part of a certain faction, or lacked school or regional connections, etc. There must be many reasons.
"At the very least, I can’t stand to see that. A tilted playing field, a glass ceiling - those are actually the words they should be saying!"
I nodded and looked around at them again. They all looked unappealing. Developmental disabilities don’t just make one short. Some might have heads disproportionately large for their bodies, and some had backs hunched like a hunchback.
"I’m definitely blessed."
I deliberately let out a loud sigh. They flinched at my sigh. They must have been rejected many times. They must have been disappointed many times. They might have interpreted my sigh that way. Because even if they tried to get used to it, they wouldn’t be able to.
"I believe that those gathered here today carry resentment towards society, and also possess a pessimistic side."
I ran a hand through my hair and pushed it back. I continued speaking.
"In fact, I was the same. Before I became a Hero, I was a burden in my hometown. I heard things like, ’It’s a pity,’ or ’That disabled bastard,’ or ’gigolo’ many times."
Everyone was surprised by my words. They took a step closer, as if wanting to hear how my story, now that I was even a Lord, would unfold. It was a good listening posture.
I clenched my fist and raised it.
"But now, it will be different! For your sake, for the sake of your hometowns, I will make you valuable people!"
"But there’s nowhere that will employ us. You know that, don’t you?"
People glared at me as if complaining. I shook my head firmly.
"I will employ you."
Everyone was surprised. Some were half in doubt.
"Really?!"
"However, the tasks I will assign won’t be easy. I’m looking for individuals who are nimbler than the guards and capable of carrying out arduous missions for the security of the Weaverpool territory."
It was one part of my plan. I had originally considered announcing the plan to Ravenscoft territory first, but... I decided to apply it to Weaverpool first as a test. Because this was my territory.
People murmured. Many people don’t know this, but opportunity is a privilege granted to those who are prepared.
"It’s not too late, even now. If you dislike arduous work, if you’re mentally weak, if challenges are far from you! Those people, step back now. Because I will reject such mediocre individuals."
I said firmly. I wanted to remind them that this was no joke. Politicians or nobles are mistaken. They brand a specific gender as socially vulnerable, and then, as they please, grant them privileges, thinking that’s equality. No. Equality is a kind of responsibility that should only be bestowed upon those who are prepared to receive it and are worthy of it. The problem is that there are many people who fill that responsibility with selfish desires.
The people cried out resolutely.
"We’ll do it!"
"We’ll do anything. With our best effort!"
"I’ll show you my will! Please!"
They were even more fervent. As much as they cried out, the auras of light on their chests shone intensely.
I smiled contentedly and nodded.
"I will assign you various tasks. While the internal security of the territory will be left to the guardsmen, your duties will include patrols outside the territory, special missions related to crime, intelligence activities in areas outside Weaverpool, and even monitoring and terrorizing the settlements of demi-human monsters like Orcs and Gnolls. Are you truly confident? Can you prove it?"
The most important thing in the world? An unyielding dick, of course. But after that, the mind is actually important too. Proving one’s path with that unyielding spirit. This was truly important and difficult. This is what I expected from them.
The people beat their chests and cried out.
"I’m at the Expert initial stage! That kind of stuff is simple!"
"I’m at the mid-stage. Totally doable!"
"Lord is hotter than the sun!"
"Hello, friends! The fixer is here!"
They all seemed full of determination. I liked it. An attitude of resisting and fighting, without being consumed by society’s irrationality. Wasn’t that a side of me that didn’t exist in the past?
"Good. I will provide you with suitable uniforms and basic equipment. You will also receive a corresponding salary. Each of you, please write down your simple personal details on this roster and leave. If you write it here and come back tomorrow morning...."
I looked around at them. Now, they were no longer society’s failures. And certainly not prepared losers. To those looking at me with changed eyes, I said with a smile.
"You are the Weaverpool Rangers, who will protect this place."
"Woaaah!"
"We respect you, Lord! Woohaa!"
"My life for Weaverpool!"
After distributing the roster to the people, I left the rest to the guardsmen. I hoped that they would become the guardians who protected Weaverpool.
"Alright, then it’s about time for me too..."
I scratched between my legs and headed outside. I was going to the cathedral. The reason for going to the cathedral? Obviously, to get a taste of Nun.
When I arrived at the cathedral, Lorel was leisurely cleaning. So unguardedly, swaying her hips and butt.
"She’s always so luscious, no matter when I see her. Dark Elf Nun."
Her waistline, where it should curve in, and her hip line, where it should curve out, shone in the sunlight. Seeing her pair of hips wiggle and sway, my meat pole automatically stood up.
I approached and pressed close to her immediately. Lorel was startled.
"Ohh! Lord, you’re here?"
"I was going to talk about Lord Grant. My purpose has changed."
"Huh? What...?"
"I want to make a confession. In the same space as Lorel, passionately."
As if she understood what I meant, Lorel grinned. Her eyes curved as she sent a lewd smile.
"Oh my, Lord, you’re naughty."
"If you don’t want to, we can postpone it."
I actually turned my body to leave. But she grabbed my wrist.
"Ufufut♥ I didn’t mean for you to back off, though. Come, follow me♥"
We entered the confessional together. I couldn’t wait any longer. Just by Lorel’s scent, my heart was already pounding as if it would burst.
"Huu...!"
I pushed her against the wall and fondled her breasts. However, there wouldn’t be much time.
"Quick sex would be best."
I gently stripped off her clothes. As her nun’s habit fell away, a white t-shirt barely covering her breasts was revealed. I grabbed the white t-shirt and pulled it up. I made Lorel bite the end of it with her lips.
"Lorel, hold it well. I’ll ram you well."
"Ahhhg♥"
Her tanned, braless mounds of breasts were fully exposed. Lorel blushed and smiled with her eyes.
I caressed her cheek and pulled down my pants. I pushed out my erect meat pole and rubbed it against her thigh.
"It’s bigger than before, oh my...♥"
"I’m putting it in."
I rubbed my dick head against her pussy hole, which wasn’t wearing a single pair of panties. After naturally rubbing it, at some point, it slid right into her gaping pussy hole. As if sliding.
Squelch!
"Ahh! Ahh! ..haash..hah!"
Squelch Squelch Squelch Squelch!
I started thrusting, ramming my dick head upwards. Lorel moaned, pressed against the wall. She sent a lust-filled gaze and caressed my head and cheek.
I grabbed Lorel’s butt or caressed her pelvis as I fucked her. It was a primitive and savage fucking, guided by nothing but instinct, not calculation or technique.
The faint sound of flesh colliding echoed in the quiet cathedral. And Lorel’s efforts to suppress her moans. This incredibly sacred place transformed into a hotbed of depravity in an instant.
I met her eyes and asked.
"Nun, how is it? Does it feel good?"
"Hnggghk... It feels good! Haa.. I missed it, this stimulation and Hero’s holy sword♥"
"So, what do you follow, Nun?"
"Hero’s dick and balls... Haaaang♥ My new faith, and my god."
Lorel was barely holding the end of the shirt in her mouth. Her pure white teeth gripped the t-shirt and wouldn’t let go. As she did so, the shirt she was biting got soaked in saliva. Her body, also soaked in sweat, glistened a deep brown.
That sight turned me on even more, and I thrust my hips wildly like a beast.
"Heuok...hnghh..haaa!"
I thrust with all my might, as if I would pierce through the wall. Even while Lorel occasionally let out moans, her two eyes formed an arc, looking down only at me. Like a woman looking at the most beloved thing in the world. Like a saintess embracing depravity.
From her gaze, I felt a twisted lust, and my balls grew hot as if boiling. Only she was visible to me.
"Oooh! My god! Forgive this lowly woman..ahhn...for fucking a kid half her age...♥"
Lorel shed tears of ecstasy, wearing a vixen’s smile. I bit one of her breasts and looked up. Tears fell onto my face.
"Haa, Huu...!"
With each thrust, Lorel’s massive breasts shook violently. Unlike the realistic bust jiggle, Lorel’s vaginal walls tightened even more from all sides around my dick pillar. As if she would never let go. As if she wouldn’t let me go anywhere.
"Haa...Heuk! Please do it. Spread your healthy and thick gospel inside meee. Like that time before♥"
Now, just hearing her moans turned me on. As if the back of my head was throbbing. I moved my hips with the momentum to pierce Lorel’s womb. I sucked on one of her firm breasts, then bit it.
’’Ahhh! Ohhh . ..Haaang!"
"Your tits are delicious, Nun."
She shook her head as if embarrassed. Yet, she couldn’t stop dripping pussy juice. She was the epitome of a lewd nun.
"Haaa, Hu..!"
I reached my limit. I immediately buried my face between her breasts.
Squelch-Squelch Plap-Plap!!!
As I thrust at a near-subsonic speed, I soon felt electrical signals flowing through my spine. Along with that, my mind went blank.
Splurt-Splurt-Splurttt!!!
[Affection for ’Lorel’ increased!]
[Current Affection with ’Lorel’: Favorability♡→Favorability♥♥♡]
[You had a good time with ’Lorel’!]
[Collector Points (CP) 10000 Acquired!]
Even while ejaculating, I didn’t stop thrusting. Until ejaculation was completely finished, I kept knocking on her womb with my dick head, over and over. As ejaculation ended, I slowly stopped.
"Haa..haa."
"Uhhk..heut...Haaa♥"
Splurt!
Lorel trembled as if seized by pleasure, spitting out semen from her pussy hole. Finally, she let go of the t-shirt and even hugged me.
"Welcome back, my Lord♥"
"It was good for me too, my Nun."
And so, for a while, we exchanged each other’s warmth, silently unburdening ourselves.
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