FLBE Chapter 5 Part 6
by SYLPHTraditionally, the priests performed these procedures, with Roan only observing from a distance to confirm the color of the saintess’s mark. However, today he oversaw everything himself, uncomfortable with the idea of other priests touching or even looking at her. His actions mirrored those of a man driven by jealousy over a woman.
The more he thought about his behavior, the more perplexed he became.
As Liena stepped into the water, following Roan, she felt increasingly anxious. The thought of the color that might soon appear on her mark made her heart race uncontrollably.
Would Roan truly protect her if her mark revealed black or red?
She couldn’t help feeling uneasy on multiple fronts.
“Submerge and then emerge from the holy water.”
“…Okay.”
Roan’s words prompted Liena to timidly immerse herself in the water. After submerging up to her neck and then rising again, her already sheer clothing clung tightly to her body, making her appear almost nude. Embarrassed, she began to cover herself, but Roan stopped her hand.
“There’s no need to cover yourself. Just do as I say from now on.”
“Yes……”
Liena, reassured by his calm voice, lowered her gaze and steadied her heart. She felt awkward for having impure thoughts while he seemed unaffected.
“You may feel a bit strange. Don’t hold back and just so what you feel.”
“……Okay.”
Next to the pond, a mysterious chest was placed on a platform. Roan took out a small flask from there, which Liena recognized immediately. It was the same flask she had seen on the day she first made love to Rhetrik.
Could it be? Am I supposed to drink that?
She vividly remembered the feeling after drinking from it last time. Her body felt languid, her mind hazy, and it brought more pl*asure than pain. That strange water had allowed her to endure Rhetrik’s formidable p*nis, bringing her intense pl*asure.
Liena’s Adam’s apple bobbed nervously.
“When you drink this. You might feel drowsy afterward, but don’t worry, I’ll catch you.”
“T-This……”
“It’s divine holy water. It will illuminate your saintly mark.”
“Do I have to drink it?”
“Don’t worry. Trust me.”
With a worried heart, Liena tightly clenched her hands. Biting her lips nervously, she looked at Roan, then at the small flask in her hand with apprehension.
Shortly after, Roan, as Liena had done, submerged himself in the water and slowly rose. Drenched, not just in his clothes but also his long silver hair, the man exuded a subtle sensuality uncharacteristic of a Pope. Liena involuntarily stepped back at the sight of him chanting an unknown spell with his eyes closed.
Soon, a bright light flickered around Roan’s body. At that moment, Liena caught a whiff of his scent – clean and warm. She felt a clear energy and a dizzying sensation.
“Please drink it.”
Hesitantly, Liena brought the flask to her lips, held the water in her mouth for a moment, and then swallowed it under Roan’s insistent gaze.
Ah……
It was instantaneous. Despite the small amount, as soon as she drank it, her strength drained away. Her mind became hazy, and her breath quickened. Unwittingly collapsing, Liena gasped for breath in Roan’s arms, who quickly supported her.
Her face flushed red, and her body tingled all over. Her previously anxious pink eyes now held a seductive gaze and relaxed languidly. However, the problem was that her physical condition was becoming increasingly peculiar.
“Ro, Roan… Ah, my body… feels strange.”
“It’s because of my pheromones. And it seems you are fully experiencing the effects of the holy water.”
“Ah, ha…”
What kind of feeling was this? She felt as if she was floating on a cloud, her body light and unmoored. Her senses seemed wide open, and every sensation was vividly felt. As she sensed the w*t man’s solid body, sultry breaths kept escaping her. Even then, Liena struggled to look down at her chest.
“What, what color… is it…? My mark…”
“We need to wait a bit longer. Rest comfortably against me until then.”
Roan picked her up and sat at the edge of the pond. Submerged in the water in his embrace, the holy water of the pond lapped over her ample chest, swallowing and then releasing it repeatedly.
What kind of ritual was this? She had expected a more sacred and solemn ceremony, but there she was, in heat, cradled in a man’s arms.
Looking up at Roan with dazed eyes, she noticed his gaze was fixated solely on her br*asts.
Has it changed color? What color could it be…?
“Strange, was the divine power too weak?”
“What…?”
“No, it shouldn’t be. But I guess we can try with a bit more divine power. Then my pheromones will intensify as well. Please bear with it a little longer.”
“Ah… Yes. Haa…”
A stronger light flowed from Roan’s body. At the same time, his pheromones, which she had felt earlier, were even stronger.
“Hngg! Ha, ha…uhh.”
Her body was heating up. All the flesh in contact with him felt as if it had been touched by fire, making it impossible to concentrate. It was the divine power and pheromones of the Pope, not just any priest. Moreover, it was not just an alpha’s, but the pheromones of a high-tier alpha male. When both were released simultaneously, Liena could not bear it.
Then, she heard Roan’s confused voice.
“What an unbelievable situation! What are you…”
“Haa, ha…Roan, what should I do, uh! I feel strange, my body is strange…”
Liena found it hard to bear, as her body felt as if it were engulfed in flames. However, the pain of hot sensations was less unbearable than the inability to control her body in heat.
She wanted to erase this unbearable sensation by clinging to him now, even if it meant being burnt. The sensation of waves touching her body alone seemed to take her to ecstasy. She no longer cared about the light of the mark and anything else. Liena’s reason rapidly gave way to lust.
“Roan…ha, Roan!”