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Since Shasha had gone off to "take revenge" on the Hero, I figured I'd head over to the Holy Light Cathedral for a stroll. It's not like I had anything better to do anyway.
With that thought, I wove through the streets of the Royal Capital toward the heart of the city. Looming to the west of the Royal Palace was the architectural titan of the Holy Light Church.
In the human world, the continent is divided into four cardinal regions, each ruled by one of the Four Great Kingdoms. I was currently in the southern Kingdom of Crystal, whose capital boasted the largest Holy Light Cathedral of them all.
The cathedral was magnificent—vast, with arched gates etched in divine patterns that glowed with a faint, holy light, intricate latticed skylights, and a massive statue of the Goddess of Light at its center.
People of all kinds bustled about. Some prayed before the Goddess with folded hands; some whispered their sins to nuns in the confessionals; a priest stood at the front, reciting scripture and lecturing followers on the church's tenets.
I found a corner and sat down. I've never had much interest in human religions. They look all righteous and holy on the surface, but gods know how much shady business they're doing behind the scenes.
What interested me more was the actual power structure of the Church. From what I knew, it was governed by a Council of Bishops—seven in total. One was the Archbishop, one of the strongest humans alive at the Seventh Tier, while the other six were roughly Sixth Tier, each managing a specific region.
The capital of Crystal was overseen by one such Bishop, a Sixth Tier.
Still, he wouldn't be a match for me. He'd probably struggle even against Shasha.
Despite that, I was here to figure out the deal with the Divinity Shard on the Hero. And, of course, to find some entertainment.
Should I cause a little chaos for the Church? Simply using brute force felt a bit dull...
As I was thinking, the cathedral bells tolled. The noisy crowd gradually went silent, turning their eyes toward the pulpit as a priest stepped up, clutching a thick tome.
Is there some sort of ritual?
Curious, I nudged a young man sitting nearby. "Is there a special ceremony today?"
He turned, looking at me with surprise. "Huh? You don't know? Today is the inauguration of the new Saintess."
Saintess? I didn't know the Holy Light Church had one. Probably just some figurehead, right?
"Ahem, I really didn't know. I'm not a believer," I said casually. "Me neither. I don't give a damn about the Church." "Then why are you here?" I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "To see the Saintess, obviously! I heard the one they picked this time is gorgeous. Well, they're always pretty, but I heard this year's is a total loli—super cute." He said it with a dead-serious face.
Seriously, man? That's why you're here? I shrugged it off. Could she really be cuter than my sister, Loxi?
Then, as if remembering something, he glanced left and right before leaning in to whisper: "Listen, brother, since you're not a believer, I'll let you in on a secret. They say the Saintesses, who look so high-and-mighty in front of the followers, are actually just 'meat toilets' for the Bishops to play with. Once they're bored, they toss them to the Paladins to fuck however they want. That's why they replace the Saintess every single year. The old ones are never seen again. Who knows where they end up..."
He stopped, giving me a meaningful look that said, You get it.
Yikes. The Holy Light Church plays that dirty? That's more our style in the Demon Realm. Whether he was telling the truth or not was uncertain, but it sounded plausible enough. It did, however, pique my interest in this "Saintess."
I watched the ceremony unfold. After a tedious sermon by the priest, a group of nuns finally emerged, surrounding a young girl. Every eye in the building locked onto her.
I looked over, too.
She wore a magnificent white-and-gold robe, her pale little hands peeking out from the sleeves. A thin gold chain hung over her slightly budding chest, giving her an aura of sacred elegance. Her hair was smooth and silver, her eyes a striking crimson, and her delicate face was undeniably adorable.
She was just about as cute as Loxi... Wait.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. I almost leaped out of my seat. I double-checked, sensing her aura. It was incredibly familiar.
That's my sister!
What the hell? I had to be dreaming. The Demon King's own little sister had somehow become the Saintess of the Holy Light Church in the human world?
Noticing my gaze, Loxi looked up and met my eyes. She blinked, and then—right before my disbelieving eyes—she was officially anointed as the Saintess before the statue of the Goddess.
As soon as the ceremony ended, I marched forward to get some answers. Naturally, I was blocked by several nuns. They claimed "unrelated personnel" couldn't disturb the Saintess, looking at me like I was some obsessed fan.
Fortunately, my sister intervened. She gave the nuns a sweet smile, explained I was her brother, and led me to a small room in the side hall, locking the door behind us.
Once inside, I made sure we weren't being eavesdropped on before bursting out: "Loxi! What are you doing here?"
"Hmph! I should be asking you that, Brother. You and Shasha- (Shasha) just vanished without a word!" She huffed, hands on her hips, looking nothing like the docile girl who had just stood before the congregation.
I felt a bit awkward. I had been neglecting my other wives lately. That wouldn't do. I should probably let them be... ahem.
"I know everything, you pervert. You handed Shasha over to be fucked by someone else again. Though I'm sure she's enjoying herself." Loxi sighed, looking at me like I was a hopeless case. Then, she leaned in and closed her eyes.
I knew what she wanted. I kissed her small lips. Loxi wrapped her arms around my neck, her tongue eagerly seeking mine with wet sounds and soft moans. When we finally pulled apart, her face was flushed.
"It's been days since I've kissed you. Don't leave me behind next time," she said, staring at me. "I can help you with those... things you want to do, too."
Even though she complained, she was always willing to satisfy my "cuckoldry" fetishes if I asked.
"I get it... but you haven't explained how you ended up as a Saintess."
"Dreamy) new where you were headed and came to the human world too. I snuck along behind her," she explained.
Apparently, they used a teleportation array that dropped them right in the Capital. Since they couldn't reach me, they decided to wait here. Her becoming the Saintess was a total fluke. A Bishop took a liking to her looks and, thinking she was just a powerless commoner (her power is so high he couldn't even sense it), he chose her and claimed it was "the Goddess's will."
So, the Bishop picks Saintesses that randomly? Could that guy from earlier be right? Was she just selected to be a pretty "meat toilet"?
Well, her being the Saintess presented an opportunity. "Where's Dreamy then? You said she came too."
"About that..." A strange look crossed Loxi's face. "Dreamily-姉 is... well, she's probably about to become a Queen Consort."
"Wait, I'm the Demon King. Dreamy is my wife; she's already a Queen." "Brother, I mean the Queen Consort of the Kingdom of Crystal..."
So, the former Demon Princess was now a Saintess, and the Demon Queen was now... a human Queen Consort? I thought I was a genius for letting Shasha seduce the Hero, but my other two wives were playing on a whole different level.
"How did she manage that?" I asked, stunned. "You know how she's always been great at managing the Demon Realm's affairs for you..." I nodded. Her administrative skills were top-tier. "Well, she said she wanted to study how human Queens manage politics. She used her looks to easily enter the palace, and then, through sheer capability and ruthless maneuvering, she clawed her way through the inner court. She's already taken down the previous Queen."
"..." I didn't realize Dreamy had a talent for palace intrigue. But... that meant Dreamy was acting as someone else's wife behind my back. Was she sleeping with the King?
Loxi saw my concern. "Dreamily-姉 said she wouldn't sleep with the King without your permission. She's rejected him several times already."
Typical Dreamy. Though, to be honest, I wouldn't have been mad even if she had slept with him without telling me.
This was actually perfect. Dreamy controlled half the palace; if she eventually "controlled" the King with her body, and Loxi controlled the Church, and the woman in the Hero's bed was mine... it was almost surreal.
But mostly, I was in it for the fun of seeing my wives in these roles. I told Loxi about the rumors I'd heard. Since she was the Saintess now, she had to know something.
"Alright, Brother, what's the wicked plan this time?"
"Tell me who runs this specific cathedral."
"The Bishop is away. The one in charge is a Priest named Hope. He's the one who conducted the ceremony. He looks all dignified, but he's constantly staring at me with those lecherous eyes." Loxi pouted, propping her chin on her hand.
That middle-aged guy? He was a priest, yet he was lusting after my sister? He clearly saw Loxi as a cute, innocent loli. I'd checked his power—he was only a Fourth Tier Priest. But being the head of the Capital's cathedral made him second only to the Bishop.
In that case... I'd have Loxi "pretend" to be naive, letting him "train" her bit by bit. I'd record the whole thing. Then, just when he thinks he owns her, I'll expose everything he did to the Saintess.
"Holy Light Priest Seduces Innocent Loli Saintess." That headline would rock the Capital and destroy the Church's reputation.
I explained the plan to Loxi. It all depended on whether Hope had the guts to take the bait.