'How long do these crazy things keep doing this shit?'
Marian thought about that as she heard the groans coming from the warrior's room.
She had already been waiting in front of the room for quite some time, but Genoa's strange moans showed no signs of stopping.
What made Marianne even more difficult was that she was going to lose her mind after listening to that strange sound for so long.
'Calm down, Marian. Do you really want to go back to Raksha?'
But Marian was patient.
Since High Priest Thomas had given the order, she had to somehow persuade the hero to enter the imperial palace tomorrow.
However, he couldn't interrupt the hero, who was having a good time with Genoa, right away.
Because she was in a position to ask a favor, she couldn't go against his mood.
After listening to the shouts of Genoa and the hero for a long time, Marianne's eyes gradually turned red.
No matter how much she endured, Marianne felt her body react against her will to Genoa's sex talk with the warrior, who spread all kinds of dirty words beyond her common sense.
For some reason, her heart kept pounding, her lower body felt itchy, and her inner thighs tightened.
Even in her carriage, the pleasure of rubbing her genitals against her court was recurring and haunting Marianne.
'Ah… Miss you.'
Marianne looked at the warrior's door closed with a thirsty expression on her face, and that's what she thought.
Funny enough, Marian didn't want to have a relationship with a hero like Genoa did.
Like Genoa, she didn't have the confidence to fall all the way to the bottom, and she knew that even if she worked hard that way, she wouldn't last long anyway.
No, to be sure, she has no sex experience, and since she was a child, she watched her mother earn her money with it, so Marianne couldn't help but feel repulsive about her sex.
A person who has never eaten meat knows how to taste it.
Marianne felt that her smile was erotic, as if the taste of Genoa had gone, but she had doubts about whether it would be so good to be held in a man's arms.
But that didn't mean that Marianne wasn't sexually aroused at all.
She, too, felt a creepy yet strange sensation to the point of giving goosebumps through her body at the groaning of the hero and Genoa.
However, our naive saintess misunderstood all the excitement as the pleasure she felt when she spied on the hero and Genoa.
Of course, it is true that it was similar to masturbating by rubbing her genitals on her own in her courtroom, but even at that time, she constantly recalled the scene of the relationship between the hero and Genoa.
'I want to see you again. Miss you. I really want to see you. Genoa must have a face like that whore again, right? Will the hero hit her ass again? I miss you; I really miss you.'
Marianne wished so earnestly as she saw the closed door, but unless she developed her clairvoyance ability, she could not see the scenery inside the warrior's room.
"Hey!! Aaaaa!! Today is, um, the last! Please use Genoa more vigorously!!"
"Hee hee! Genoa, run again!"
Marianne felt her head dizzy and her mind confused at the strange sounds of her Genoa, which flowed incessantly as if seducing her.
**
"For the most part, how does divine magic manifest?"
Marian broke into a cold sweat when she saw the old priest smiling benignly.
Her Raksha origin and her priest, who sent her to instill her minimal culture, always asked her questions before telling her something.
The priest never scolded Marian for failing to answer a question.
But even so, Marian couldn't always be extremely nervous about the priest's question.
It was because she harbored the thought that at any moment she might be kicked out of the streets of Raksha.
"Well, okay? Could it be that the goddess is bestowing her grace on her?"
At Marian's answer, her priest looked at her with a grin.
Marianne was delighted that she thought she had answered correctly, but her priest's questions did not end there.
"Okay. It is indeed an answer that high priests would like. So, Marian. How did the first divine magic start?"
"Choi, is this your first time?"
Delighted by her priest's question, Marian frowned again.
The history of Guyanese religion is longer than that of the empire, and of course, the earliest things are not clearly documented.
Come to think of it, it was always like this.
As she began to be educated as a saint, it was Marianne who forcibly crammed the knowledge of her from her books into her head, but she could not easily answer the questions asked by the priest in front of her.
"I do not know."
"Okay. Actually, I don't know."
"Yes?"
Marian looked at him with a look on her face, wondering if she wanted the priest to joke with her.
However, the priest continued her explanation to Marianne, smiling at her inexplicably.
"Interpretations vary. Some say she was informed by the goddess; some say it isn't."
"Well, then, wouldn't the goddess tell you?"
"Well. There is no record of anyone witnessing the goddess in person. It's still the same now. Would it have been different in the past? I don't think so."
Marian seemed bewitched, and she fell in love with the story of the priest teaching her.
It was because she met someone who said otherwise for the first time in a church full of people who said everything was the goddess' blessing, everything was the goddess' arrangement, and everything was the goddess' grace.
"Let's see the healing magic. She wondered if the goddess had really said to humans, 'From now on, if you shout 'Healing', I will give you the ability to heal others!'"
"Well, that sounds a bit odd."
"Right? Won't it be funny that there are so many divine magics and that the Goddess taught the spells to humans for each of them?"
"… Yes."
Marian responded with a nervous expression to the priest's words.
At first glance, the priest's words sounded plausible, but they also sounded dangerous.
Marian, who had lived a pretty rough life, thought that maybe the priest's question might be testing herself.
"Then what does the priest think?"
Clever Marian decided it was better for her to listen to her priest's thoughts than to ask her questions, and she put him into action immediately.
The benevolent priest laughed as if he could clearly see Marian's thoughts of her, but he did not avoid answering the question.
"My thoughts are this. The earnest desires of humans are expressed through divine magic. Healing magic is when the desire to heal someone reaches the goddess, and isn't it various buff magic created when the desire to help someone is reached?"
"Is that so?"
"Okay. So, Marie, as long as she always longs and wants, the Goddess will never turn away from you."
The benevolent priest said so, and Marian laughed at his words inwardly.
She herself escaped the streets of Raksha, but no one who lived there longed to escape.
Marianne did, but she didn't think she was anything special compared to them.
It's not that she didn't turn herself away from the goddess; she just had her own luck, a little better than her others.
Marian's priest's words were negative, but she didn't bother to reveal such a question.
"Yes. I should always pray to the goddess."
As she learned on the streets of Raksha, she simply acts obediently to her opponent's wishes.
**
'That priest was right.'
But now, quite a few years have passed since that class.
Marian was realizing that the benevolent priest's story was real.
Because of Marian's earnest desire, she created new magic that was not in her existing divine magic.
'A spirit body… '
Marian looked at her hands with a curious look at her, then turned to look behind her.
There, she saw herself standing there with a blank expression on her face.
No, what she was over there was the real body, and what she was feeling was just the spirit body.
She gently reached out and touched the door where the hero was staying, and her hand went through the door without resistance.
'Why did I have this ability?'
Marian tilted her head at her own hand, which passed through her door like a ghost of her own.
What she longed for was spying on the work of the hero and Genoa.
So, it was only right that she should have acquired the clairvoyant ability to see through, or the clairvoyant ability to see anywhere in the world from her seat.
However, the ability that Marian developed was not of that kind, but the ability to extract a spiritual body from her body.
Of course, she could spy on things in the room as she wanted even now, but Marianne didn't understand why she had this ability.
"Haha… Haaaaang! Genoa, inside Genoa, please do it inside!"
However, at the sound of Genoa's voice coming from inside her, Marian put her worries behind her and went straight into the warrior's room.
And seeing the giddy sight unfold before her eyes, Marian could understand why she had gained the ability to move around as a spirit body.
'… What an amazing ability!'
Marianne was an intuitionist who had to see it in person.
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