LGHTNOVELBOOK chapter 257
Chapter 257. Even the Princess Has Never Experienced a Princess Carry
Roughly an hour later, the battle-nun Clothilde’s ‘holy war’ against the Evil God was, of course, an undeniable defeat.
She had been unable to use her body and words to convert Noah from atheism to the Goddess’s faith.
Rather, after realizing she was fond of Noah, the Sister’s fighting strength had actually declined.
With a human body, even with the l*st Marks boosting her, it only increased her recovery and stamina.
At most, it just meant she had a lot more health bars.
However, each health bar was particularly short, making it impossible to fight against Noah.
“Hmph, talking about making me believe in the Goddess, what a load of bull, Sister. Just look at yourself, you pathetic thing. You still dare to call yourself a nun?”
Noah looked at Clothilde, who was sprawled limply on his bed, having completely lost all semblance of being a nun.
He couldn’t resist taunting her.
“……Vile, vile, Mr. Noah, you’re so vile, ambushing me like that!”
Clotilde didn’t get up, instead aiming her large, round taillights at Noah, her voice laced with a wronged resentment and a touch of mortified anger.
She was already more sensitive than usual today.
And Noah seemed to have seen right through it.
So when he was “repairing” her taillights, he’d gotten rough, slapping them with his hand.
Causing her to lose even faster.
They still felt hot and throbbing now.
But there was also a strange, exhilarating pleasure.
Of course, there was no way she’d ever say that aloud.
“Vile? Hah, blame yourself, Sister. It’s your own fault for having such a ‘fine’ body, when you’re supposed to be a nun.”
Noah, of course, wasn’t going to listen to Clotilde’s complaints.
He just aimed a cocky grin at the nun’s taillights as he spoke.
Right now, the back of the nun’s habit was wedged between her long-booted legs.
Though the crucial parts were hidden by the habit, her taillights on either side were still faintly flushed.
That was from Noah’s handiwork, his ‘maintenance.’
Don’t ask Noah why he didn’t make the nun strip off all her gear.
Obviously, it was because Clotilde could only be considered a nun when wearing her habit.
In other clothes, Clotilde quickly forgot her nun status, which was detrimental to Noah’s training.
Another reason was simply Noah’s personal preference.
Compared to nothing, the special combat nun habit definitely increased Noah’s attack speed.
That was Noah’s reasoning.
And Clotilde, of course, also had her own reason for having to wear her habit.
After all, she was there to move Noah with her faith as a devotee of the goddess.
In other attire, she would only be concerned with her own feelings, which was completely unacceptable.
So in their shared understanding, neither questioned why Clotilde was still wearing her habit.
——Lost. She’d lost completely. But she wasn’t going to give up!
Even though she’d lost, the nun’s expression as she lay sprawled on Noah’s bed wasn’t filled with the anger and humiliation she’d shown the first time with Noah.
Instead, it was refreshingly satisfied.
She could have continued by stimulating her sinful marks.
But, she’d only lost *this* time, and there would be other opportunities in the future.
There really was no need to continue.
Stopping when appropriate was the only way to not be controlled by the l*st/mark.
It was the l*st/mark that should be listening to her, its master.
It should only activate when she wanted it to.
If she didn’t want the l*st/mark to activate, then it should stay put obediently.
Unwittingly, without even realizing it, the nun had already begun to gradually learn how to control the l*st/mark.
But, of course, the nun didn’t realize this at the moment.
She was merely overtaken by sleepiness, brought on by a long-absent feeling of security.
She didn’t even want to resist, but instead, closed her eyes and rolled over, intending to just lie there on Noah’s bed and not move.
This behavior, of course, angered Noah.
Noah put down the wooden cup he’d been using to replenish his lost water, a cup filled with clear water, and looked speechlessly at the nun, who had made herself at home, saying:
“Don’t sleep here, okay? And also, quickly use your handy cleaning magic to tidy up the bed, I want to sleep.”
“…I’m sorry, Mr. Noah, but I’m really too tired, you can only blame yourself, who told you to be completely oblivious to my feelings?”
Clotilde certainly didn’t want to leave, nor did she want to clean her own body.
So she simply continued to keep her eyes closed while mimicking Noah’s tone, expressing that the fact she couldn’t get up was all Noah’s fault.
But Noah wouldn’t indulge her.
Noah, remarkably, didn’t directly mock her, but instead walked silently to his bedside,
Looking at the nun who was pretending to be sleepy and refusing to leave his bed, without a word he just scooped her up in a princess carry.
“N-Noah Mr.!? “
Completely unprepared for such sudden happiness, Clotilde opened her eyes in surprise.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Noah’s handsome face from a low angle, a sight that made her heart flutter.
This made her heart race, different from before, in a new kind of way.
Though being manhandled by Noah was nice, being treated so tenderly by Noah.
Also made Clotilde feel all her sleepiness vanish.
The l*st/mark was reacting again, well okay!
But what was certain was that Noah wouldn’t be kind to a woman without a reason.
Just as Clotilde was feeling moved, and wanted to continue to persuade Noah in the name of the goddess to convert to her faith.
Noah had already kicked open the door, then threw the heart-fluttering Clotilde out like that.
” !? “
Clotilde landed on her butt, and immediately snapped out of her ‘bewitched’ state.
The faint, burgeoning l*st patterns on her lower abdomen also dimmed again.
Just as Clotilde subconsciously began rubbing her behind.
“Get out of my room, go to your own room and sleep!”
Noah’s forceful voice reached her ears, accompanied by the sound of the door closing.
“…”
Clotilde, of course, just got up from the floor, not in a good mood, and looked at the locked door with an unhappy expression.
She’d actually been kicked out?
She had finally been moved once, and wanted to sleep in the same bed with Noah for once.
Yet Noah had made her lose so thoroughly.
“Heh, never mind, there will be plenty of chances in the future.”
But she hadn’t been thrown out from the very start, not only satisfying the l*st patterns she’d actively stirred, but also gaining an extra princess carry from Noah.
The Sister still felt like she’d come out on top overall.
She figured even a real princess probably hadn’t been carried by Noah like that~
Thinking about that, she felt a surge of superiority~
Although she couldn’t say she was completely satisfied, the Sister, who was more or less content, used a cleansing spell.
But she didn’t use it on herself, rather on the floor beneath her feet, and then, with a bright smile full of hope for tomorrow, she went back to her own room to sleep.
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PS. This is the third update today.
(Regarding the plot, cherish the now-rare semi-fallen Sister, because she is about to be fully fallen.)