“A mistake? Not at all.”

They don’t usually call having heads full of nothing but cum a mistake, do they? Nicholas smiled crookedly.

“It seems the knight order’s training is in full swing these days.”

“Yes, we’re completely occupied with the summer training.”

“Ah, is that so?”

As Nicholas narrowed his eyes while scanning the knights who had been engaged in lewd talk, they froze up. The commander of the Holy Knights, who had no idea what was going on, smiled good-naturedly.

“Yes, we humbly request your guidance and support, Your Excellency.”

“Well, if the commander says so. I was thinking of making an important suggestion for effective training.”

Nicholas looked more pleased than ever as he suggested, as if he had some special plan.

“As holy knights are warriors fighting in God’s holy war, strong willpower and faith are crucial, aren’t they?”

“Of course. Your words are most wise, Your Excellency.”

The commander of the Holy Knights flattered him and agreed.

“So, I was thinking of personally conducting an overnight service after daily duties. What do you think, Commander?”

And Nicholas Reinhart was very fond of abusing his authority.

***

On Wednesday evening, nuns gathered in a small chapel.

“Sisters, today we have gathered again before our noble Lord. The Lord is watching over us. Let us take time to repent for our sins of the past week and give thanks for the gracious events.”

As Sister Agatha on the platform spoke solemnly, everyone bowed their heads with hands clasped. Rarien also assumed a praying posture.

“Now, let us meditate.”

It had truly been a stormy week. Thus, there was a mountain of things to meditate on.

Rarien had committed a sin.

She had defiled the pure body of Nicholas Reinhart, the perfect son of God, unable to overcome her wicked desires. It was a great sin indeed.

However, Rarien had no intention of repenting. If she had intended to repent in the first place, she would not have committed such an act.

Of course, there were also gracious events.

Those too were related to Nicholas Reinhart. She kissed him and had s*x with him until their bodies grew hot.

Having fulfilled her lifelong wish, she had nothing more to desire. She should forget, but her mind was filled with nothing but Nicholas.

‘I feel like I’m dying to see Nicki.’

The brief meditation once again resulted in severe lovesickness. The same went for the lewd desire to ravish him again.

It was severe lovesickness. Undoubtedly, it was a terrible yoke she would have to bear throughout her life.

‘Lord, you said you only give us pain we can overcome on our own. Please help me endure this hardship and pain.’

Rarien offered an earnest prayer to God. She prayed all day long. She wondered if she had ever been this devoted to her faith since becoming a nun. She had no choice because she felt like she might lose her mind and pounce on Nicholas Reinhart at any moment.

After applying for a transfer to the Southern Temple, Rarien had been quite busy. There was a mountain of work to hand over, given how many tasks she had been responsible for. Moreover, she also had to be a playmate for Sera Evotte in between.

She even deliberately took on other people’s work. Although she had vowed not to live as a pushover anymore, this time it was entirely selfish behavior for her own sake.

She needed to be frantically busy. Only then would Nicholas not come to mind, and she could suppress the wicked desire to secretly peek at him. Each day was an ascetic practice.

Yesterday, she helped lighten the load of a new nun who looked too exhausted. The task was to bring baskets of towels to the training ground where the holy knights were practicing.

It was a relatively simple task, but because the distance from the laundry area to the training ground was so far, it was one of the chores everyone avoided. That’s why Rarien, being a pushover, often took on this task when she was a new nun.

Thanks to that, she had become friendly with the holy knights, so it seemed like a good idea to go and say hello after a long time.

Since her transfer had been decided, it wasn’t a greeting but a farewell. While handing out towels and chatting, she felt an intense gaze.

Feeling strange, she looked up and thought she was seeing things. In fact, her glasses had broken and become unusable, so her vision wasn’t clear. That made it even harder to distinguish between dream and reality.

If she was seeing correctly, the one looking at her from a distance was none other than Nicholas Reinhart.

That can’t be. He told me never to show up in front of him again. She wondered if she was hallucinating because she missed him so much.

Frozen in surprise, she saw him striding towards her. As Nicholas got closer, her heart beat faster. At that moment, Rarien became terrified.

“Don’t follow me again. This is your last warning.”

She remembered Nicholas’s furious outburst when she was leaving the annex after taking care of Sera. He had clearly misunderstood that she was following him then too.

“If you break the contract, as I said before, I’ll refer you to the Ethics Committee and urge for severe punishment.”

“Being possessed by a demon, violating others at will and corrupting them, the Inquisitor would judge you.”

Oh please. Anything but that.

She couldn’t risk the same misunderstanding again. Last time she had gotten away by luck, but this time her life could be in danger. So without thinking deeply, she left the towels and ran away.

Only after that did she realize that it wasn’t a place where His Excellency would likely appear.

Was she seeing things because she was tired? She had finally seen a vision of Nicholas because she missed him so much.

Now she was even seeing apparitions. Her lovesick heart was finally causing her mind to collapse.

This was an illness that would only get better once the handover was finished and she left for the south. No, it might only be cured by death. Anyway, once she left, there would be physical distance, so even if she felt like going crazy, she wouldn’t be able to see him.

Until then, she planned to stay as busy as possible, just like now. Only two days left until the transfer. Just two days to endure.

“Everyone, raise your heads.”

Following Sister Agatha’s instruction, Rarien unclasped her hands and blearily opened her eyes.

“……!”

Rarien’s eyes widened as she spotted a familiar figure. Here we go again. She saw a vision of Nicholas Reinhart next to Sister Agatha.

She had prayed to overcome hardships and pain. But it seems that instead, God had mistaken her earlier desperate wish to see Nicki for a prayer and granted it. Seeing hallucinations repeatedly, she must be going mad.

“Everyone, you’ve worked hard.”

…The apparition even speaks?

And this was clearly Nicholas’s voice.

Rarien, unable to believe it, rubbed her blurry eyes vigorously with the back of her hand. Even after rubbing her eyes, it didn’t disappear. If it wasn’t an illusion, he was staring right at her.

Oh, please, Lord. Don’t torture me. The more I pray, the more You test me. How am I supposed to overcome Your trials?

“I’m sorry for the interruption. I’ll only take a moment since I’m here.”

The nuns murmured, wondering if she was the only one seeing this.

No way. It can’t be.

“I picked up something, you see.”

Nicholas was clearly looking her way as he spoke. Really? It’s not an apparition? Her heart sank.

“I think I should return it to its owner.”

Was it her imagination? For a moment, the corner of his mouth curved upward.

“Rarien Claude. Have you lost anything?”

As he called out, all the nuns in the chapel turned to look at Rarien.

‘Lost something? What is he talking about?’

Confused, Rarien’s eyes darted around. And then she realized the horrifying truth.

‘…Could it be my panties?’

I did lose them. That thoroughly soaked panties. The color drained from Rarien’s face.

“M-Me?”

“Yes. It seems you don’t remember. Shall I take it out to confirm if it’s yours?”

Oh please. Anything but that.

Rarien jumped up from her seat in panic.

“Y-Yes, I did lose something. Thank you for finding it!”

“Then come and get it after the service ends.”

Nicholas smiled brightly.

“Come to my office.”

For the first time, that angelic smile looked wicked.