LGHTNOVELBOOK chapter 255
Chapter 255. The Dark Side of the Church
Seeing that the little princess is still in the tutorial stage for the time being, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Noah then shifted his gaze to the magic array monitor on the other side.
After making money and having a good time, the succubus Hilda took off her bunny girl outfit and put her nun’s habit back on before going to see Horace.
On this night, the old man Horace was once again in some room of a small church in the water city, doing pleasurable things with the nun he had corrupted.
And when he heard from his subordinate priest that the visitor was actually Nun Hilda from the Holy City, the old man was stunned for a moment.
After all, it was very suspicious for her to come looking for him at this hour.
But then he looked at the nun beneath him, still wearing a silver wig for cosplay, and a wicked smile crept across his face.
It was obvious, he was planning to take advantage of this nun who had willingly offered herself up.
Noah could understand, after all Hilda was Clotilde’s mentor.
If the old man Horace could corrupt Hilda and turn her into a heretic.
Then his chances of possessing Clotilde would be greatly increased.
–Of course, this was all based on the assumption that Hilda hadn’t fallen into becoming a succubus.
But Horace didn’t know that, so it wasn’t that strange.
He quickly dealt with the pitiful nun he had been using as a toy beneath him, before getting up and dressing in his bishop’s garb to go meet Hilda.
Interestingly enough, Hilda was thinking the same thing.
As a succubus, she had completely lost all the virtues of chastity she once had as a human.
Even though she intended to cooperate with Horace, she was also planning on seducing him just like she had with Bishop Daete.
Now here we have it, a heretical faction within the church that betrays doctrine, and a nun directly turned into a succubus by a demon, two great villains gathered together.
Each one wanting to grind the other into the dirt, and make them listen.
They were both already villains, but when they met face to face, they acted like saints.
Talking to each other in a manner befitting their positions as members of the clergy.
But even Horace, who could put on an act, was still only human, while Hilda had already become a succubus.
So naturally, Hilda was the first to realize Horace had those kinds of thoughts about her.
But Hilda didn’t reveal it, pretending ignorance instead.
Not until after she drank the milk Horace offered, laced with an aphrodisiac.
Only then did she start rubbing her legs together, acting like something was off.
The old b*stard, Horace, immediately put on a concerned, paternal act and moved closer.
He planned to slowly manipulate and lead Hilda on.
Like the other nuns, she would be forced to break the church’s doctrine and ultimately submit to him.
But just as he was faking his way in front of Hilda, getting ready to use some healing magic, she slammed him straight onto the ground.
“Bishop Horace~ Lacing my milk like that is truly despicable~ I can see now why *that* person said you’d be a suitable companion for me~”
Pressing the old man down beneath her and looking down on him, Hilda revealed a seductive smile, then dropped her human guise right in front of Horace, exposing her succubus’s sinful features.
“Sister Hilda?! You’ve become a succubus?”
Horace finally realized he was the prey, letting out a startled shout.
But Hilda didn’t give him a chance to say any more nonsense, immediately starting to do things with Horace in her succubus form that can’t be described.
At first, the old man Horace was shocked that the nun had turned into a succubus, but he quickly understood the situation.
The church had rules that clergy could not indulge in l*st.
Indulging with a single opposite s*x was the lightest offence, resulting in suspension if discovered.
Indulging with multiple opposite s*x was more severe, resulting in excommunication if discovered.
But there were even more serious acts, such as indulging with multiple different races or, even worse, just one demon, especially a succubus.
Depending on the circumstances, that could even result in being burned at the stake.
Horace had been teetering at the level of being excommunicated.
Now, after doing it with the succubus Hilda, he was beyond redemption, his sins too deep.
Yet, he’d long since lost any shred of decency that an upright clergyman, like Bishop Dyte, would have.
Instead, he felt a powerful rush of pleasure from being with the nun-turned-succubus.
He was even enjoying this further descent into depravity, chatting up Hilda, exchanging information as they went.
Not wasting a single second.
“Heh, if Sister saw this, her face would absolutely go pale, her lips trembling.”
Looking at their wretched collusion within the dilapidated temple, Noah couldn’t help but wonder how Clothilde would react if she were here.
Noah guessed she would probably think her efforts were all for nothing.
First Hilda, and now Horace – these were all clergy members she once respected, yet they were each more fallen than she could ever be.
What was even the point in her persisting?
Though Noah enjoyed seeing beautiful girls, especially righteous heroines, break down…
In this case, for the Sister to witness it wouldn’t exactly be a ‘collapse of faith’, but merely ‘feeling like nothing matters’.
Only by seeing the Church’s darkness would the Sister fall into a succubus queen; witnessing the fall of someone familiar would only make her a common succubus.
As the saying goes, the scale of the darkness witnessed changes the level of stimulation.
At this moment, Horace and Hilda were completely unaware of the evil god Noah observing them with great interest.
They quickly reached an agreement, deciding to join forces, forming a united front to corrupt Clothilde.
Horace also agreed to Hilda’s request, stating that he’d tell the real Belinda first thing in the morning to join them in their act.
After all, Belinda was basically an extension of Horace; they’d known for a while that she played around in secret, but neither had much s*xual interest in the other.
Horace found Belinda too forward and lacking in any sense of forbidden desire.
Belinda, on the other hand, thought Horace was an old codger with too many demands, acting like he was some revered figure. Did he really think all the Sisters were his playthings?
But Belinda was still just a Sister, needing the protection of Bishop Horace to safely enjoy the pleasures of depravity.
So she still generally listened to what Horace said.
After swapping information and forming their united front, the two purely indulged in the pleasures of depravity.
Noah wasn’t particularly interested in this part of the plot.
Therefore, he decided to check on the situation at the Church’s artifact research lab.
In that underground lab that seemed completely unrelated to the Church,
Researcher Dean was leading the other researchers in an overnight study of artifacts, aiming to create powerful hypnotic tools and various other items.
Seeing him voluntarily working overtime, to the point of getting dark circles under his eyes,
Noah found some good news.
That was, that with the all-nighter, probably by tomorrow morning,
the hypnotic tool Horace commissioned from Dean would be completed.
Adding the time for testing, transport, and preparation,
Horace’s move on Clothilde would likely happen in the next two to three days.
This was undoubtedly good news for Noah.
Once again, he felt the same sense of anticipation he had when scheming against the yellow-haired Allen.
“…Hmph, is it finally over? You really made me wait. I was starting to consider jumping in myself to help if the research didn’t produce results soon.”
Looking at the researchers who were dedicatedly doing research and evil deeds, Noah smiled with mockery as he shut down all the magic array monitors.
Then he went back to rest in the room the Church had provided for him.
It was 10:30 PM, a time when most members of the clergy would already be asleep.
But for those who weren’t ordinary members of the clergy, this was precisely the time to be active.
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PS. First update of the day.