Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

chapter 247



Chapter 247. A Red-Light District, Three Nuns.

Generally speaking, handing an incubus over to a priest is like putting a cat in front of a mouse – an easy meal for the incubus.

A priest, normally abstaining from desires, is practically the best kind of prey for an incubus.

If it weren’t for the protective barrier surrounding the Holy Capital, and the fact that priests would fight back if not ambushed, making it difficult for incubi to properly use their abilities and succeed, Hilda would have attacked her colleagues long ago.

If it were any other priest, Hilda would be confident in her ability to charm and devour them.

But when faced with that monster, that being who’s either a dark god or a demon who is said to satisfy Clotilde without breaking her virginity with only his being, Hilda just felt like she would be eaten whole.

No… I’d definitely get brutally ×PG’d, and end up a squealing pig of a sow!

Huh? That’s… a little arousing?

…Absolutely not! She still prefers her boys a bit more innocent!

While she was a little bit intrigued by the idea of how far she could fall after already being corrupted into a succubus, Hilda still preferred freedom, and wanted to spread her wings and fly away.

But before she could, the quick-witted Clotilde fired a holy shot from her right-handed lance, grazing the succubus sigil on her body.

“—❤?!”

The holy light’s power directly converted the pain into pure pleasure, causing Hilda, who had just tried to flee, to make a disgraceful sound, collapsing onto the ground once more.

She’d been caught off guard by Clotilde’s words earlier, forgetting her plan to feign surrender and then ambush Clotilde.

But now, she was the one being stimulated by the succubus sigil instead!

I’m done for… I’m going to be turned into the dark god’s personal s*x toy…

Lady Cornelia, please save me…

Hilda, having lost all of her earlier arrogance, lay on the ground, horrified and helplessly aroused as she watched Clotilde draw closer.

Clotilde didn’t say anything further. She merely looked at Hilda with a gaze of shared suffering.

For she herself was also guilty, making it impossible to denounce Hilda as a fallen succubus, let alone destroy her.

The only solution she could come up with was to give Hilda to Noah.

—Mr. Noah should at least be able to find a solution, if he truly is a dark god.

But just as Clotilde was about to restrain Hilda with binding magic, a familiar voice cut through the air.

“Please wait, Sister Clotilde. I’ll take care of Sister Hilda.”

The two nuns turned towards the source of the voice, only to find someone they hadn’t expected.

“Huh?”

Hilda was shocked to see who it was.

“…Sister Belinda? What are you doing here?”

Clotilde was just as surprised.

Because standing before them was Sister Belinda, normally stationed in the water city, but she was not smiling. Instead, she looked at them with a sorrowful expression.

“Bishop Horace and Bishop Deithe arranged for me to come and take Sister Hilda away. The two bishops have suspected Sister Hilda’s strange behavior for some time, so they had me monitor her secretly.”

“But I lost track of her. I never expected her to come to a red-light district, let alone run into you, Sister Clotilde. But it seems I’ve arrived just in time.”

With her hands neatly folded in front of her as she walked, adhering strictly to monastic etiquette, Belinda approached the two, explaining her side of the story.

In short, Horace of the water city and the bishop of this small city had seen that something was wrong with Hilda, tasked Belinda with monitoring her, and if something were to happen, Clotilde could handle it.

Even though the battle was already over when she arrived and she couldn’t help, at least bringing Hilda back to the church was something.

“Is that so… then I’ll trouble you, I think as long as we put her alone in a room for now, and seal the room with Holy Light magic, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

Since both bishops were speaking, and the other party was her trusted senior, Belinda, then of course Clotilde had no doubts. She nodded and handed Hilda over.

You have to know, Belinda had also been guided and educated by Hilda at the monastery. Belinda definitely wouldn’t harm Hilda.

What’s more, their names both included ‘da’, like they were sisters.

Their relationship, being both behind the frontlines, shouldn’t be worse than hers, a combat nun who runs around outside.

And Belinda pulled a long black cloak out from under her nun’s habit, which was perfect for covering Hilda’s current outfit, which was too stimulating for men.

No matter how you looked at it, Belinda was prepared.

“Ugh… I didn’t expect it to be Belinda… although it’s better than being handed directly to a monster, it’s still terrible… Eeek❤!?”

“…Please, restrain yourself, Sister Hilda, you wouldn’t want to be directly eliminated as an incubus, would you? Then obediently put away your incubus traits and come with me.”

“Y-yes…”

While Hilda was complaining, Belinda wore a sad expression, but her hands very S-like released a little Holy Light magic, stimulating the l*stful marks on her abdomen.

This instantly made Hilda behave, she put away her incubus wings, tail and horns, and obediently draped in the black cloak, supported by Belinda, she left the red-light district.

As for why Clotilde wasn’t following, it was because Belinda said that Hilda might not have come alone.

The two bishops wanted Clotilde to look around for suspicious figures in the red-light district.

Although Clotilde was also worried that Belinda might be attacked on the way back, Belinda said she had specifically brought a large piece of Holy Light attribute magic stone, and that she shouldn’t worry.

So Clotilde had to obey the arrangement, and after seeing the two off, she began to earnestly search the underground streets of the red-light district.

But even with such caution, the nun ended up being careless.

Because she didn’t consider the possibility that the other person wasn’t the real nun Belinda.

But it’s also no wonder. After all, she had treated the earlier incident in the confessional, where she was attacked by “herself,” as the work of a succubus. Being careless here was only natural.

And, looking at the not-too-distant future, being careless here was actually the right thing to do.

As for the nun at this moment…

— Mr. Noah, if I catch you, please explain this whole situation to me properly, okay?

Just thinking about what she’d be able to ask at their next meeting, the nun couldn’t help but show a slightly ambiguous smile.

Because she felt that Noah would definitely pretend he didn’t know anything, and play dumb to the end.

But it doesn’t matter even if that’s the case.

Because just by looking at his reaction, she would be able to get some clues.

“Hmph~”

The nun also knew that Sister Hilda in the Holy City had been turned into a minion by that incubus, that this situation wasn’t one to laugh about.

But the thought that she was finally going to be able to take revenge on that incubus, and that Noah would cover for her, filled the nun with hope.

She still thinks that if she just gets rid of that succubus named Cornelia, her and Hilda’s demonic marks would vanish, and Hilda would return to being human.

If Noah were watching her, he’d surely scoff at her naivety; after all, the best Clotilde could achieve would be to become the apex succubus herself, snatching Hilda’s affiliation away from Cornelia.

As for what Noah, the guy who should be watching her, the female lead, is doing at this crucial moment?

Why, he’s having a passionate rendezvous with a female lead from a non-canon losing route, of course!

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PS. Second update, one more to go.


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