Alia was in a moral dilemma for a few monts.
She had the ability to resurrect the dead Julien, but the spell she had learnt ca from a demon to whom many human sacrifices were made.
If she used this spell, won’t she be any less than a demon?
Such a thought did not last for long as she found her Master’s body getting colder and paler.
She imdiately got up and carried Julien in her arms.
"Jackie, co with quickly."
Alia made her way towards the small room they had been hiding in before.
Jackie did not know what this nun was trying to do, but she chose to trust her and followed.
As they reached the empty room, Alia said, "Clean it and put a makeshift bed there."
Once again, Jackie did not question and did as asked.
The party carried sleeping bags and mats with them on their adventure.
Jackie placed the sleeping bags at the bottom and placed a mat on top of it.
Alia then placed Julien on the bed and said while checking his condition, "No matter what you hear from the inside, do not enter. Please keep guard until I open the door myself."
"Are you… going to be alright?" Jackie asked with furrowed brows.
"Yes, don’t worry. By God’s grace, everything should be fine." Alia reassured.
Jackie didn’t ask further and walked outside, standing on guard.
Alia took a deep breath and began tying her blonde hair in a bun, then took off her blindfold to reveal her shut eyes.
She then started undressing, taking off her priestess attire.
…..
In a bustling night market in a random place within the Tower, El suddenly stopped.
’Aw shucks, I forgot to do that…’
She looked down and saw a scene she had expected to happen.
’Undressing already? That was faster than I expected.’
El thought that the virtuous nun would sort of lose her mind to the moral dilemma before eventually deciding to use the spell. She couldn’t guess that the lady would be this quick to make up her mind.
’I guess he has a bigger impact on her than I thought. Anyway, let just give them so privacy and also…’
…..
[You are now disconnected from Channel FI #29-771.]
[You are now disconnected from Channel JL #29-157.]
Jackie and Alia saw the notifications.
They did not pay it any mind as such things weren’t in their control.
Alia, who was now stark naked and seated beside Julien in a lotus position, began drawing an occult-like pentagram on his chest etched with many arcane symbols.
She used the edge of a sharp stone to carve the spell directly on his skin. It was bleeding and she felt further pained to do this, but she had no other choice.
This spell was not the blessing of a god but a demon. Things were bound to be different.
A while later, when she finished inscribing the spell, she clasped her hands and began praying.
The first prayer was to her god and the second was the actual chant that was needed to be recited.
A few seconds later.
The arcane spell began glowing. It was bloody red laced with a tinge of darkness.
Alia continued to recite the chant, and soon, all of Julien’s injuries began healing.
His pierced shoulder developed bones, tissues, nerves, and was back to normal. His broken spine was fixed too, and the pale shade of his body was restored to a healthy pink.
Monts later, Julien’s eyes suddenly snapped open.
His pupils weren’t the usual shade of clear blue, but we’re now sanguine red.
He sharply rose from his rest and his gaze landed on Alia, like a hungry beast ready to devour its prey.
Alia could feel a strong presence in the room.
She gulped nervously and laid down, chanting her god’s na and hoping everything would be alright.
Outside the room, Jackie was getting anxious from waiting. The room was deathly silent.
However, she soon felt a strong presence inside, and just seconds later, she heard a loud scream.
"Ahhhhh!" It was Alia’s voice, full of pain.
Jackie knitted her brows and was about to barge in, but stopped herself and bit her lips.
She clutched the daggers in her hand tightly and waited, deciding to trust Alia on this.
Five minutes later.
Alia’s screams died down and the strong presence could not be felt anymore.
Jackie wanted to go in to check up on Alia, but once again, held back from doing so as Alia would open the doors herself.
’Seriously… what is happening inside…’ Jackie pondered and continued to wait.
…..
The last thing Julien saw were wasps and heard the distant screams of Jackie and Alia.
He thought he was dead, but as his eyes fluttered open, he saw a strange stone ceiling.
His head felt heavy and there seed to be sothing beside him.
Sothing soft.
As he looked to the side, he saw a blonde lady, having her eyes shut and gasping.
She was completely naked.
He frowned and looked at himself. He was naked too!
’Who is this…’
Julien couldn’t tell what was happening and he was too shocked to think of anything.
Catching her breath, Alia could feel that her Master was awake and back to his senses.
She sat upright and turned her back to him, covering her breasts.
"Have you co to your senses, Master?" She asked softly, her voice sowhat hoarse.
"Huh?" Julien was shocked yet again. He imdiately sat upright and asked, "Alia? Is that you?"
"Yes, Master. I’m glad you’re back and in full health…" Alia said.
"I’m back?" Julien tried to connect the dots. "You brought back? I was dead, right?"
"Yes." Alia didn’t deny.
"What… how… how did all of this happen…" Julien was really confused and asked a flurry of questions.
"Let’s change first…" Alia said ekly.
From how the atmosphere was, Julien could guess that Alia wasn’t in the best mood.
He also realized sothing important as the lingering scent of sex in the air hit his nostrils.
’I lost my virginity… and…’
Looking down, his shortsword was covered in blood.
He turned to look at Alia. She was sowhat shivering.
’…she lost hers too.’
This was not good.
Definitely not good.
From the way Alia was reacting to the way everything had happened, Julien could make a rough guess that nothing that had happened a few monts ago was good.
First tis were supposed to be special. They were ant to create fond mories that one could look back at and smile.
Alia’s first ti and his first ti, both were nothing morable. It would just haunt them.
However, there was still ti to make up.
Julien decided to do just that.
He got behind Alia and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
"M-m-master!?" Alia was shocked by the sudden move, and greatly flustered.
"Alia…" Julien called out in a gentle tone, trying to ease the tension.
"…I’m really grateful for what you’ve done for . I owe you my life, quite literally."
Instead of saying sothing like ’oh sorry this happened’ or ’I apologize for everything’, Julien decided to express his gratitude first.
"It’s fine. It’s nothing…" Such gestures were new for Alia and she did not know how to react.
Julien did not let her go. He was quite nervous when speaking as this was his first ti interacting with a lady like this too.
The virgin him barely had any idea how to present himself or hold the conversation. He was just doing what he felt was best as of this mont.
"You gave up one of your virtues for and stripped yourself off the nun status…" Julien said softly.
Alia wanted to correct Julien about this. She wasn’t a nun since the day she ran away from the church.
She felt uncomfortable to wear another attire so she asked god for forgiveness and chose to be in her nun ones until she joined her Master’s family and beca their priestess.
But she was silent and didn’t speak. It looked like her Master wasn’t done speaking yet.
Julien decided to be bold. He moved his hand down and looked at her body from over her shoulder.
He could see her big perky breasts and soft nipples.
His gaze however didn’t linger on them as he was absentmindedly staring.
"Nobody deserves to suffer during their first ti. I may not be in my senses back, but right now, I’m fully aware of what I’m doing."
Alia’s breathing turned ragged as she realized where this was going.
"Master…" She called out. "…there’s no need to do this."
Alia was fully aware of the consequences that would occur once she used the resurrection spell. She did not mind the pain she went through as she was able to successfully revive her Master. Nothing mattered to her more than this.
Julien shook his head and kissed her smooth neck.
"You deserve all the love and care in the world, Alia. And a man never backs away from his responsibilities…"
His hand slithered further down and he touched the holy lady’s forbidden flower.
"Mhm…" The sensual touch was too stimulating for the pure lady.
"Master, let’s not—"
Julien put a finger on her lips and made her quiet.
"Sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself as today is your day…"
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