After that, Ivres released her only after ejaculating three more times.

Gasping for breath, Angela collapsed onto the bed. With her chest fully exposed and s*men stains dried white along her thighs that she hadn’t even managed to hide, Angela sprawled limply—a sight more obscene than anything else in this world.

Ivres gazed lovingly at Angela, who lay spread across the bed without even thinking of getting up. He pulled Angela into his embrace.

Normally Angela would have left the tower immediately after s*x ended, but today had been more intense than usual. She couldn’t quite get up and didn’t push away or reject being held in his arms.

Angela dozed off briefly before opening her eyes. Startled by the fact that she’d fallen asleep in Ivres’s embrace, Angela hurriedly sat up and checked her body.

“You’re awake? Not sleeping more?”

“I-I’m fine. It’s okay.”

Unlike the unaffected Ivres, Angela’s face was flushed bright red. It was strange. It had been no different from any other day.

She was supposed to be torturing him for information about the Demon Army. Today’s situation had actually been better than usual.

If she’d successfully completed his proposal, she could have obtained information without mixing bodies with him. Though she’d ended up needing Ivres’s help in the end.

“I should get going.”

Angela stood up and started walking, but suddenly sat down on the spot from the strange foreign sensation she felt inside her body.

“Ah, inside…”

Angela couldn’t finish her words and her lips trembled.

When visiting the tower, and when not. Angela thoroughly separated herself between these two situations.

Though unavoidable, there was herself mixing bodies with a prisoner of the Demon Army, and herself as God’s devout priestess. But the glass craft inside her body after s*x ended, when she needed to leave the tower, made it impossible for her to exist as a priestess.

Ivres spoke to her with a slightly troubled expression.

“It got pushed in too deep, so I couldn’t take it out. What should we do? Should I check again now?”

“No… it’s fine.”

Angela waved her hands frantically, thinking she shouldn’t be in contact with him again in this situation.

“Priestess.”

Ivres called out to Angela as she hurried to leave the tower.

“When the object comes out of your body, you’ll return it right away, won’t you? It’s important to me.”

At Ivres’s words, Angela nodded.

“Yes. I’ll do that. I’ll definitely return it.”

She couldn’t keep such a thing for even a moment. After saying that, Angela descended the tower with quick steps. Her awkward gait made it obvious to anyone watching that intense s*x had just ended, but Angela didn’t seem to realize it at all.

Ivres watched Angela with amused eyes. The demon’s seed would never come out. Human physical strength couldn’t manage it.

The object would only come out when that human harbored lewd thoughts.

“I hope she uses the gift well.”

Until they met again next time, how many times would Angela end up using the demon’s seed?

Ivres licked his lips while thinking of several methods he could use to make Angela honest.

* * *

“Angela.”

A fellow priestess called out to Angela as she quickly stood up after finishing dinner.

Angela turned around in surprise, her face rosy like a pink rose.

“Y-yes?”

She looked flustered like someone who’d done something wrong, which could have seemed suspicious. However, the priestess knew Angela’s timid personality and how easily startled she was, so she brushed it off.

“Are you going to bed early again today?”

“Huh? Oh… yes. I’m a bit tired…”

Angela smiled awkwardly while mumbling her words.

“I see. You must be very tired lately.”

The priestess looked at Angela with a worried expression. Angela’s heart stung. Her fellow priestess’s reaction, not even imagining the secret she was hiding, felt like an accusation.

“Thank you for worrying about me.”

“If it gets too hard, tell me. I’ll take over for you.”

The fellow priestess readily offered Angela a kind proposal. She misunderstood Angela’s inability to respond in her own way.

Every week, Angela climbed the tower alone. To interrogate the Demon Army prisoner locked on the top floor.

It must be difficult work for Angela, who had just become a priestess. However, Angela had been obtaining important information from that prisoner every week.

Interrogating prisoners didn’t suit Angela. The fellow priestess knew well that Angela, with her delicate sensibilities, was having a harder time as days went by.

“You have to go again this week, right?”

Angela nodded, understanding what her colleague meant. Three days had already passed since she last visited the tower.

“I’ll ask them to send someone else this time. You’ve been so tired lately. Honestly, I thought interrogating a prisoner alone would be too hard. Or should I speak to the head priest?”

Having a priestess rather than a Holy Knight handle interrogating a Demon Army prisoner was unreasonable enough.

Angela wasn’t a combat personnel. She was just a priestess supporting from the rear. Yet she had the role of interrogating a Demon Army prisoner and extracting information.

If Angela had a slightly stronger personality, this would definitely be something to challenge. If it became public knowledge, there would surely be problems.

“This won’t do. Let’s ask them to change people at least for this week.”

Since returning from the tower last week, Angela had started dozing off during work hours like a sick chicken. Moreover, she didn’t just look tired but also unwell.

The Demon Army prisoner was suspected of possibly being an actual demon. The fellow priestess worried about Angela, wondering if being with him was harming her health.

Though her concern was appreciated, Angela declined the kindness.

“N-no. It’s fine. It’s not… that hard.”

But the fellow priestess didn’t believe Angela’s words. Thinking it was just empty words from a sense of responsibility, she persuaded her once more with emphasis.

“Does that make sense? You’ve taken on work that’s too hard alone. Even if you say it’s difficult, no one can blame you, Angela.”

Angela’s heart pounded.

She could quit now. She wouldn’t have to prick her conscience while meeting with Ivres.

But in the end, Angela couldn’t say those words. She smiled awkwardly and shook her head once more.

“I’ll be fine after some rest. It’s okay.”

Though she hesitated, Angela finally spoke those words.

“Obeying God’s will… is our duty.”

At Angela’s stubborn words, the fellow priestess finally sighed.

“Fine. Who could break your stubbornness? But if it gets hard, please tell me then. I want to help.”

“…Thank you. I definitely will.”

After bowing in greeting and turning around, Angela headed straight to her quarters.

* * *

As soon as Angela arrived at her room, she locked the door. In the dark room, Angela immediately threw off her priestess robes.

Angela’s br*asts stood with n*pples *rect as she frantically removed her clothes. She had to hunch her shoulders, worried they might show through her robes.

When she hurriedly brought her hand down, she felt her underwear soaked through. And through the thin fabric, she touched something bulging and hard.

Angela removed the rest of her underwear. Her fingers felt the demon’s seed protruding between the opening.

Three days.

Angela only realized three days had passed after hearing her fellow priestess’s words.

Since leaving Ivres’s room, Angela hadn’t slept properly once. The demon’s seed was the root of all problems.

Angela checked once more whether the door was locked. What she was about to do wasn’t something a priestess should do in a sacred space that should be closest to God.

Angela lay on the bed. She spread her legs wide with her knees bent and raised. The intimate place between her legs, spread like two mountains, opened wide.

Only three days.

Only three days had passed since visiting the tower, yet Angela now clearly knew how to make her body feel good.

She could now do without hesitation what she couldn’t bring herself to do before, even when Ivres had instructed her several times to practice until she got used to it.