Read Novel Full Chapter 437 - Celestia
Chapter 437: 437 - Celestia
[First, the bad news: There will only be a 1,500-word Chapter today (instead of 2x1,000) because I had to help my dad with his car at the repair shop. Those who follow me on Discord know what happened, but anyway, it wasn’t fun, hahaha.
I’m sorry.
The good news: I quit my current job, and starting next month, the Chapter release rate will increase to 3-4 per day. Fuck my boss, btw.]
"Don’t you want to talk more about that sacred priestess to your lovely hubby? Qingyi asked.
The moment they found themselves alone in that closed hallway, his hands immediately flowed towards Margareth’s ass.
Her eyes widened slightly as a loud, wet smack echoed.
"Nghnn~~ you... what the hell are you planning, huh?" She moaned, panting softly.
Qingyi’s fingers sank into the soft flesh, which rippled like a churning sea, while his other hand flowed to Meilin on his left.
"Ah~~ Does hubby’s greed really have no limit?" Meilin asked, lifting her flushed face.
A soft, high-pitched squeal escaped her lips with the impact on her fat, round, perfect ass.
"I wouldn’t have you by my side if I had any limits," Qingyi said, depositing a soft kiss on Meilin’s lips.
His hands moved up from the two beauties’ buttocks to their slim, delicate waists.
"Celestia, that’s her name," Margareth finally spoke. "She is known as Auranys’ most beloved daughter and rarely shows herself. Lately, even less so."
"Hm..." Qingyi scratched his chin thoughtfully.
Auranys’ most beloved daughter.
The bishop had told him about Auranys’ recent refusal to answer prayers, even from her highest followers.
It was a subject that, honestly, didn’t interest Qingyi much.
At least, not if he ignored the fact that, strangely, she had stopped responding to prayers and requests for instruction after Lucien arrived on the eastern continent.
In a single moment, Qingyi’s mind was able to work through thousands of possibilities.
Was she weakened after that blessing to Lucien? Was something like that really capable of weakening a goddess?
Qingyi knew that it was not a small thing. Lucien had even managed to match him in cultivation speed.
Still, she was a goddess.
As Qingyi thought, he finally stopped his steps.
They were about to leave the Five-Color Pavilion.
Allowing Margareth and Meilin to return to the world of the mind, he quickened his pace.
Whatever it was, he would find his answers soon.
***
In the cathedral, things were not exactly peaceful.
An armored entourage of a hundred paladins, each with power equivalent to that of a True Immortal, had completely closed off the building.
They refused to open it to anyone.
"What’s going on? I have a scheduled meeting with His Holiness!" A pompous noble stepped forward, shouting in the face of the paladins’ leader.
The guard was an old warrior from the Tenth Ring.
"The bishop cannot and will not see anyone at this very moment. You may reschedule your meeting," the paladin replied coldly.
"Reschedule? Do you know how difficult it was to get this meeting in the first place? I’m going to—"
Before the nobleman could even finish his sentence, he froze, a powerful murderous intent falling upon him.
The paladin took a single step forward. His aged, scarred face was level with the pompous nobleman as he bowed slightly.
"You will withdraw, you will pray, you will give thanks for the blessing of our lady Auranys, and then you will reschedule your meeting."
The paladin spoke word for word, his tone cold and cruel, almost like the growl of a beast.
The nobleman trembled, his eyes filled with terror as he turned away.
Soon, the rest of the crowd dispersed, and only one young man remained.
He was handsome and tall, with a powerful body and long black hair, his dark robes adorned with gold.
On his chest, he wore a pendant that the paladin barely recognized.
The paladin narrowed his eyes, taking a step forward before stopping and making way.
"Greetings, young hero. The bishop is waiting for you."
"All right," Qingyi replied.
He barely spared a second glance at the paladin before entering the cathedral courtyards and arriving in front of the large double doors.
He stopped in front of the heavy doors, pressed his hand against the wood, and pushed.
To his surprise, along with the usual creak of an old door, came a scream.
Soft, short, and high-pitched.
There was someone behind that door. A woman.
She was thrown backward, her large, heavy breasts swaying, almost escaping from her wide neckline.
With the impact, her breasts rested against her slim, delicate torso, and her legs opened slightly.
Her pure white stockings rose halfway up her plump thighs, squeezing them into a plump, puffy mound, and the fabric of her dress moved away, just enough to reveal more than it should have.
Naturally, Qingyi’s eyes followed that movement as she fell to the floor.
He fell between her legs, her pussy fully exposed.
The outer lips of her vulva were full, pale, and plump, closing into a deep, virgin valley, completely hiding her pink interior.
Qingyi could already imagine the softness and tightness of that fat, perfect pussy.
From this woman’s clothes, Qingyi could easily tell that she was a priestess.
Her golden hair was crowned with a large, strange hat, and her body was covered by a dress that seemed too short for her proportions.
The white fabric sank into her enormous breasts, even larger than Sapphire’s, creating deep, sensual grooves.
"Nghnn~~" The woman groaned painfully.
Her voice was so high-pitched and sweet that it sounded more like a moan, as if every little sound that escaped her full, pink lips was bathed in honey.
She looked up at Qingyi, who reached out his hand to her.
"I’m sorry, miss... I didn’t realize you were there," he apologized honestly, though unable to take his eyes off her.
The woman shuddered.
Her legs instinctively closed as she hesitantly grabbed Qingyi’s hand.
Her fingers were delicate and her voluptuous body heavy for her height.
’Not that this is without explanation...’ Qingyi smiled inwardly, his eyes falling on that woman’s thighs.
They were heavenly.
"I-it’s okay, I shouldn’t have been standing there," the woman said hesitantly as she stood up.
Her sweet and lovely voice was interrupted by a second cute, high-pitched squeal as she immediately stumbled again.
Fortunately, this time, Qingyi was in a position to prevent her from falling, his body immediately leaning toward hers.
His right hand went to the beauty’s delicate waist, while his left went to her thighs, grabbing and squeezing.
His eyes widened momentarily.
It was soft and squishy, too soft and squishy.
His fingers sank into the fair and perfect flesh without stopping, while the woman’s lips parted.
Her breasts were perfect, of course, only slightly inferior to those of Isabel, Ruxue, and Elize.
But those thighs were incomparable, legitimately blessed and perhaps even sculpted by a goddess.
’Ah... Is Auranys also the goddess of fertility?’ Qingyi wondered.
"You—aghnnn~~" She moaned, her voice loud and obscene.
Her face turned as red as a tomato, taking even Qingyi by surprise.
He had only touched her thighs, what was that reaction?
[Celestia’s Lust increases by 15%]
[Celestia’s Corruption increases by 1 point, +7 billion lust points.]
[You touched a woman blessed by an ancient goddess in an extremely inappropriate manner! +10 billion lust points!]
[Name: Celestia
Age: 33
Corruption: 1/100
Chastity: Intact
Lust: 15%
Talent: Great Genius
Reward: Extremely high
Spiritual roots: None/Immortal Level Mana Heart
Mana Manipulation: Ninth Ring
Traits: Faithful, Milf mommy, Overly sensitive, Overly pure, Naive]
"Y-young man... could you please nghnn~~ move your hand? That’s not..." Celestia asked, almost begging.
Her face was flushed as her body was overcome with strange sensations she had never felt in her entire life.
Her crotch was burning and her nipples were hardened.
"Oh... I’m sorry, miss. I am Long Qingyi, it’s a pleasure to meet you."
Qingyi finally withdrew his hand from Celestia’s thighs, but still kept his hand on her waist, holding her tightly, her huge breasts pressed against his chest.
"I am... Celestia... You’re the new chosen hero, right? Thank you for... well..."
She looked away again, unable to meet Qingyi’s eyes.
They were too intense, too fiery.
Did he really need to look at her like that?
Celestia’s light blue eyes were already on the verge of tears when a voice echoed, calling out to her.
The trembling in her body stopped, and she stopped herself from crying out of nervousness.
It was the bishop of the cathedral.
The two immediately moved away, and on the horizon, a figure appeared.
It was a middle-aged man, handsome and composed, watching the two of them.
"Oh... have you two met? Hahahaha," the bishop laughed.
"Celestia, this is Long Qingyi. He is the last of the five heroes and will be the one to protect you on the battlefield."
The bishop spoke, smiling gently.
Celestia was a divine priestess, capable of healing serious injuries, reviving the recently deceased, and using powerful divine blessings for all her companions.
However, her combat power was basically nil, and she obviously needed protection on the battlefield.
Since Lucien had already been chosen to be the front line, it was left to Qingyi to be the one who would stay with the girls, protecting their rear.
He couldn’t love this church’s strategic decisions more.
"Ah..." Celestia turned toward Qingyi again.
His eyes were still watching her intently, but now she was already somewhat accustomed to it.
Her face broke into a big smile and she exclaimed:
"Please protect me, Miss Sapphire, and Miss Aeryn well!" Celestia gave a sweet and adorable smile, throwing her hands in front of her huge tits, the position squeezing them obscenely.
"I will, hahaha," Qingyi smiled. ’Maybe a little too well,’ he added mentally.
NT: Celestia’s art on the character tab! vote for your favorite girl there. This version is heavily censored. The original is on my Discord, along with two other pose variations.: