The blonde girl exhaled softly, her breath fragrant as orchids, letting her holy aura seep into Ella through their bodies.
Her heartbeat was a little fast, but fortunately, both of them were quite big, which helped muffle the thumping acceleration.
“Leah, do we really have to do this?”
“Stop talking nonsense. Things have come this far—if we stop now, wouldn’t it all be for nothing?”
Then why did you undress so decisively in the first place…
“Are you going to talk or not? If not, just lie down and get some sleep!”
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”
Ella muttered in her heart.
She did want to talk, but bringing up such a serious matter while hugging each other naked like this just felt way too strange.
“It’s like this. I discovered an unknown Siren Idol worshipped by the Sirens, and it seems that some humans might also believe in it. As those blessed by the Light, we have a duty to spread the great divine message of the Light to this wild land, so that they—both the Sirens and the people—can experience it for themselves.”
“What are you rambling about?”
Leah shot her a beautiful glare with her bright eyes.
“If you really cared that much, why didn’t you take the initiative earlier? I had to do everything myself after calling you for ages. Be honest. Don’t mess around with all this fluff.”
You’re already a member of the Church, our hearts are one—saying that kind of thing is meaningless.
Caught red-handed, Ella gave an awkward smile.
“I was thinking, you could preach here, develop some followers of the Order of Light, and when the time is right, we could start a Religious War and push the Sirens who are willing to believe in the Light to the forefront. That way, we can build a good relationship with the Sirens and also expand the Church’s influence—killing two birds with one stone.”
Leah was a little tempted, but after thinking it through, she found a problem: “It’s not that easy. Since they already have their own faith, a Religious War would definitely turn into a large-scale conflict. There’s no Church guard here, and no support from the Kingdom Army.”
Governor Kelu had said he would support their activities in Harbor City, but that definitely didn’t include this.
No matter how you looked at it, this wasn’t a normal diplomatic act.
Ella curled her lips into a secret smile.
“It’s fine, I’ll think of something.”
This was Demon King’s second plan—don’t forget, beyond the mountains is the Demon Territory.
That’s what they call a two-pronged approach…
“Talk properly! Don’t smirk like that, you look totally evil!”
“…Oh.”
During the conversion process, they were pressed so close together that everything was crystal clear—there was no such thing as doing things secretly.
After considering Ella’s suggestion, Leah agreed.
She was the Saintess—how could she let an opportunity to preach slip by?
As for the future Religious War and all that, they’d cross that bridge when they came to it.
For now, every new believer counted—it was like pioneering new ground.
Then came another problem.
“Leah, how long do we have to keep doing this?”
“I don’t know.”
The Saintess hummed softly.
“Last time we did this, we slept like this all night.”
Ella was startled.
“But it’s daytime now!”
“That’s exactly the point. I’m purifying you—it’s the duty of the Saintess of Light.”
If they did it at night, wouldn’t that be overtime?
“Aren’t you afraid the Goddess of Light will see us during the day?”
“Not at all.”
Leah bit her lip.
“I closed the window!”
Hearing that, Ella nearly closed her eyes in disbelief.
As if closing the window could solve the problem—the Goddess of Light is just too easy to fool.
“But we can’t keep this up forever. What if they come back soon and look for us?”
If they only started getting dressed when someone was already at the door, it’d be too late.
Leah understood this too.
After a moment’s thought, she said, “I’ll try to speed things up.”
Half a minute later, the Saintess began to move.
The soft, pillowy mass pressed and kneaded, and the wonderful sensation spread to every spot they touched.
It’s here! That strange feeling is back!
Ella’s body heated up, and she suddenly felt as if all her strength had left her.
She didn’t want to move at all—if Leah weren’t holding her, she’d have wanted to just lie down.
“W-what are you doing?”
That was the only thing she had the strength to do—use her soft, sticky little voice to fiercely accuse the Saintess of her unholy behavior.
“I’m speeding things up,” Leah replied righteously.
“Haven’t you ever used perfume? If you want it to spread quickly, you have to rub it in evenly!”
“……”
“Don’t just stand there—move yourself.
Don’t make me do all the work.”
“I can’t move… (softly)”
“What?”
“I said,” Ella said with difficulty, “I can’t move.”
Leah was both embarrassed and annoyed.
“Why is it that every time we start, you can’t move? Are you a pillow princess or what?”
She grumbled, but despite her irritation, the Saintess kept working hard. In order to complete the purification of the Light, she wouldn’t hesitate even if it meant converting Ella herself!
And Ella?
All she could do was let out a helpless whimper.
This isn’t my true capability!
***
Light—so long as there is enough pure Light, it can cover all evil and suppress those wicked auras.
The dough was kneaded again and again, the conversion was performed again and again—every effort was rewarded.
The second Purification was complete.
“Huff… huff…”
Ella lay on the sofa, panting, with that special swimsuit beside her.
The shell that barely covered her large mochi had been pulled off by the Saintess the first time she made a move—it hadn’t provided any defense at all.
Fw!
Leah put her clothes back on, tidied her hair and collar—she looked almost exactly as she had when she first came in, except her pretty face was a little flushed.
The sun by the sea is strong.
If anyone asks, it’s from the sun.
“Hurry up and get dressed. They’ll be back soon—don’t slip up.”
Now she knows to be careful.
But why not when she was kneading the dough…
“What did you say?”
“I said, I know.”
Reluctantly, Ella crawled up to get dressed.
Her body was limp, and she really didn’t want to move, but when she saw Leah glaring fiercely at her, her face full of “do it or else” attitude, she could only grit her teeth and get to work.
Why so fierce?
She’s so pretty—can’t she be a little more ladylike, like me?
Once she was dressed and Leah had left, Ella had just let out a sigh of relief when—knock, knock, knock—came a rap at the door.
Ella resisted the urge to call for Leah and instead cautiously asked, “Who is it?”
“It’s me~. Who else would you expect?”
This time, it was the little witch’s voice.
Ella opened the door and saw Vina standing outside, her peach blossom eyes sweeping up and down, sizing her up.
“We spent a bit longer at the market, and when I looked back, you and Miss Leah were both gone. Did you come back together?”
“No, I came back first to think things over. Miss Leah came back later.”
“But she just left your place.”
The little witch blinked her peach blossom eyes.
“I saw her come out.”
Good grief, waiting for me here.
Thank goodness I didn’t say anything incriminating just now.
Ella flashed her a sweet smile.
“That’s because I’ve already thought of a good plan, and the core of this plan is Miss Leah. So I discussed it with her first. By the way, are the others back? I want to tell everyone about it so we can talk it over together.”