SWNOVELXO chapter 243
Chapter 243. It’s all your fault for making me fall~
Hilda’s appearance here was actually thanks to Valentina’s efforts.
In order to expose Clotilde’s ugly side to Noah and make him lose faith in her.
The Princess secretly contacted the highest-ranking bishop in the kingdom’s Goddess Church and informed him that Clotilde, their church’s most special nun, might have fallen into heresy.
If the Princess had said it as a ‘certainty’ rather than a ‘possibility’, that bishop wouldn’t have taken it seriously, perhaps even suspecting that the Princess wasn’t friendly towards their Goddess Church and was deliberately causing trouble.
However, the Princess, having seen through this, deliberately chose to use the ambiguous word ‘possible’.
This led the meticulous bishop to decide on at least some investigation, passing the message on to the headquarters in the Holy City.
As a result, Sister Hilda, who worked at the monastery in the Holy City, took on the task of investigating Clotilde, voluntarily traveling to the Water City.
Subsequently, with the help of Bishop Horace in the Water City, Hilda learned that Clotilde and Noah were going to a neighboring city today, and the final result was that she encountered Clotilde in the pleasure district.
But Hilda wasn’t being this proactive out of loyalty to the Church or the Goddess, in fact, about half a month ago, she had encountered ‘that Lord’, and after struggling for three days, she had ultimately fallen and become a succubus.
Therefore, her reason for coming to Clotilde was simple, it was to seize this opportunity to make Clotilde her companion, to enjoy the pleasure of falling together.
It’s just that Hilda hadn’t expected that after not seeing her for so long, Clotilde seemed to have become more mature and independent, when before she used to listen to her so well.
She had even been thinking of using purification magic on her l*st markings to let Clotilde feel pleasure too, what a shame.
She hadn’t expected the situation to end with Clotilde pointing a holy lance at her, asking who she was now loyal to.
“Hehe, that’s true, but Clotilde, you should also know who that Lord is, shouldn’t you?”
Hilda temporarily withdrew the embrace she had extended towards Clotilde, and instead answered Clotilde’s question with a teasing tone, her eyes filled with provocation as well.
Though she didn’t say it outright, it seemed she had said everything.
“…Is it that guy.”
Seeing Hilda’s attitude, Clothilde’s expression grew colder.
*It has to be that succubus who attacked me back then,* she thought, *maybe she sent Hilda to attack me this time too.*
“That’s right, it’s Succubus Cornelia herself, so now, Clothilde, you can come with me without any reservations, right~?”
Watching Clothilde’s face twist with disgust, Hilda’s face lit up with a happy smile, a smile that was full of charm and wantonness.
Even though she was still wearing conservative nun’s garb that wasn’t revealing at all, the succubus traits and the presence of her demonic marks made Hilda look far more erotic than those scantily-clad poster girls over there.
The surrounding passersby and shop clerks looked over, their expressions half-curious, half-astonished, wondering if this was a real succubus, or just a cosplaying succubus-nun from some brothel.
But for Clothilde in that moment, there was obviously no energy left to pay attention to anyone else, she could only speak again in a voice full of resistance:
“I refuse! As a follower of the Goddess, how can I accept a succubus’s invitation!”
“Hehe, I knew you’d say that, Clothilde, you’re more devout than even I am, after all.”
Faced with Clothilde’s resistance and the dark muzzle of the gun, Hilda didn’t seem disappointed, instead, she covered her mouth and giggled, appearing entirely unconcerned compared to Clothilde.
But she had a reason for being so calm.
“But, if you really want to refuse, why don’t you just shoot me and purify me?”
Hilda chuckled, stating the reason for her calm demeanor.
Unsurprisingly, hearing those words, Clothilde’s hand holding the holy gun visibly shook, her previously firm expression wavering.
If it had been a pure succubus, she wouldn’t have bothered with this conversation, she would’ve just destroyed the heretic.
But towards a human who’d been turned into a succubus, especially someone she knew, Clothilde just didn’t have the heart to be so cold.
And Hilda, who had once taught her, knew this very well.
That’s why Hilda wasn’t afraid of the holy gun in Clothilde’s hand that was particularly effective against monsters.
“…Because you can’t, right? Heh, and here’s another fun fact for you, Clothilde, Cornelia has become incredibly powerful by stealing your magical power, she’s no longer an ordinary succubus, but an upper-tier succubus now~”
“She used the magic that once belonged to you to carve these demonic marks on my body. Whenever I try to resist, your magic violently surges through me, tempting me to betray the Goddess. You understand, Clothilde? Although it was Cornelia who made me fall, it was you too!”
Seeing Clothilde hesitate, Hilda seized the opportunity to launch a decisive attack.
Hearing those words, Clothilde’s serious expression completely crumbled, she noticeably shuddered, her face filled with disbelief.
*I… I’m the reason Sister Hilda fell and became a succubus?!*
*Was it all my fault for being so careless and not listening to what Mr. Noah advised back then…*
Clothilde wasn’t all that confident to begin with, her battle nun pose was just an act.
Now, an even more intense feeling of guilt washed over her.
Before, she’d only felt guilty towards the church and the Goddess, but now she also felt guilty for causing Hilda to become a succubus.
Clothilde was starting to crack.
Feeling incredibly sinful, she didn’t know what to do, her head was in a mess, her face was filled with pain, and her arm holding the holy gun had become so heavy that she couldn’t lift it even an inch.
“Hehe~ Your face is so pale now~”
Hilda, watching Clotilde’s ‘adorable’ struggle as her guilt and sin made it hard to even breathe, let out a more gleeful chuckle.
Not on human feet, but with the succubus wings sprouting from her back, Hilda slowly floated towards Clotilde.
“That’s right, it’s all your fault I fell, so as compensation, you’ll fall with me, Clotilde. You’re a good, obedient girl, aren’t you? You’ll make up for the sins you’ve committed against me, right~?”
Then, echoing in Clotilde’s ears, was Hilda’s seductive whisper, like a succubus, designed to amplify Clotilde’s guilt…
Oh, not like, it *was* a succubus whisper.
But anyway, the nun was facing the greatest crisis of her life, that much was certain.