Chapter 43
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Chapter 43: Sister’s Warnings
Joyful Church altar.
Saintess Fleur softly asked the lady beside her, "Captain Vela, do you have any other questions?"
"No questions," Vela shook her head, her serious face making it hard to guess what she was thinking.
"Then let’s get ready—"
"Neigh—"
Amidst a series of horse neighs, the White Cavalry, who had just gone to scout, returned.
"Report to the saintess, we did not find our brothers on the east side, but… we discovered traces of magic from the Joyful Church."
"Joyful Church… Kakaris, it really is you." Saintess Fleur took a deep breath, "I will remember this grudge. When the war is over, I will make you aware of the price for killing my lord’s believer."
Everyone present felt the killing intent in the saintess’s voice, and they all instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons.
This group of "orphans" who grew up together shared a bond like brothers; to hurt one of them is to provoke them all.
The pursuit of the White Cavalry will continue until the ends of the earth, relentless and without rest.
Of course, among these angry people, Miss Skuld and Leo were not included.
The two of them were secretly enjoying themselves.
Several members of the White Cavalry Army became fodder for Miss Skuld, but the blame was placed on Grand Bishop Kakaris.
Who would have thought…
Such a wonderful surprise!
Miss Scotty secretly watched Leo and thought to herself.
Indeed, the master skillfully stirred up the conflict between Joyful Church and Order Church.
This way, no one will suspect them.
Even Leo couldn’t help but smile slightly, thinking that next time they meet, the veiled grand bishop would be quite troubled.
"Well then, gather the supplies and let’s set off!"
……
Late at night.
By the Winter River, only thirty kilometers from Winter Fortress.
According to the laws of the Castella continent, it is now the eighth sunset of the Month of the Black Dragon, which corresponds to the eighth day of the twelfth month.
The long winter has passed its halfway point, and the blocked Winter River has begun its ice break-up period. The water flows fast, surging violently and continuously hitting the giant rocks and loose earth along the banks, trying to climb over the riverbank and destroy the homes of humans.
"Snap"
"Snap"
"Snap"
The sound of the water slapping against the shore drowned out the loud laughter of the men and women inside the tent.
Miss Skuld, transformed into Luna, was holding onto a support post of the tent with one hand while covering her mouth with the other, her legs trembling.
Her usually expressionless face was now flushed with an unbearable redness.
Her eyes were unwittingly crossed, showing an expression of playful mischief.
"Master… Master… I… I am very sensitive… I just… can’t stand it at all."
"There’s nothing we can do; after all, it’s your first time…"
Leo enjoyed himself while playfully smacking her soft bottom.
These believers of order must practice abstinence from birth until, according to the rules of their sect, they go to the pilgrimage hall to fulfill their duties of mating and conceiving.
Leo thought that Luna would remain expressionless during the joyful experience, just like Ashley.
When it actually happened, he realized he was completely wrong.
Luna’s body was unable to do that at all.
Not only could she not do it…
She was also especially sensitive.
Leo’s fingers gently brushed against her waist, and Luna’s soft, plump thigh was covered in sweet nectar.
"Master… it’s so… hot, oh~ oh~ ah~"
"Don’t make a sound, or others will hear…"
"Mmm, mmm… okay…"
Luna covered her mouth, feeling shy as she clenched her fist, trying hard not to moan too loudly.
If the seekers outside the tent found out that a companion was having joy nearby…
Luna would probably be punished with fire.
Just as the two continued to enjoy themselves, footsteps suddenly echoed outside the tent.
The sound was very faint; if it weren’t for Leo’s Spiritual Vision reaching 20 points, he wouldn’t have noticed it at all.
"Damn it, why now…?"
Leo stopped moving, activated the Occultator, and hid inside the sleeping bag.
Skuld let out a soft sound and covered her mouth as she crawled in.
Fortunately, the sleeping bag provided by the Order Sect was not small, and two people could just barely fit inside.
But the close space naturally made them press against each other tightly.
"M-Master, I… I need to cover part of you, otherwise, I can’t use [Perceived Suffocation]."
"Alright…"
Leo felt a warm, gentle flow wrapping around his lower waist.
His heart began to race.
In the darkness, Luna’s tent was opened, and Vela quietly stepped inside.
"Sister… Sister?"
"Oh, you’re still awake?" Vela’s steps stopped at the entrance of the tent.
"Hmm… Are you not sleeping, sister?" Miss Skuld spoke just like Luna usually did.
"… I came to check on you."
"Do you want me to light a lamp?"
"No, no need…"
The two sisters chatted softly in the darkness.
Yes, this is also the surprise that Leo mentioned earlier.
The Luna Schiller that Miss Skuld swallowed is Vela Schiller’s sister. Although both of them grew up in the Order Sect, they are not ordinary Order believers; instead, they are offspring raised in the church by the Schiller family.
Noble descendants like them are rare in the White Cavalry Army, but they must exist.
This is both to maintain the relationship between the nobles and the church and to convey an attitude—
If I am willing to entrust my own heir to the church, how could I possibly be disloyal to the Order?
The sisters’ conversation continued,
While Leo, caught by Miss Skuld, felt an unprecedented thrill.
He had only seen this kind of "sisterly temptation" in neon movies, but he never expected to be the main character this time.
The close bodies, sweaty and tightly pressed together, made him feel a mix of excitement and a hint of warmth.
He couldn’t help but move a little.
"Hmm~" Miss Skuld shivered sensitively and let out a soft sigh.
"What’s wrong, sister?"
"Nothing… nothing at all, I just yawned." Skuld quickly wriggled on Leo’s lap, asking him not to move.
"Okay… I was too bold to come and see you this late." Vela, who was disciplined by order since childhood, had never experienced much and had not been exposed to that kind of information, so she did not suspect anything.
"Hmm~ Hmm~ Sister, did you come to find me for something?"
"Well… sister…" Vela paused for a few seconds before slowly taking out a necklace from her pocket and hanging it on a hook in the tent, "If… if something happens at the Winter Fortress… you should take this and leave early, don’t worry about me…"
"Sister~ Sister~ how could I abandon you? Do… do you know something?"
"Don’t ask too many questions, and if something really happens, I will retreat without caring about you." Vela sighed deeply, "Have you forgotten the teachings of order? Emotions are a stumbling block to reason."
"Whether it is the sect or the Schiller family, we need someone among us to survive."
"I understand now, sister… Um~"
"…sister. Are you really okay?"
"No…"
"Then I’ll leave." Vela sensed that there was no one else in the tent before inexplicably turning around and walking away.
Inside the sleeping bag, Miss Skuld shot a fierce glance at Leo and said…