Early morning.
The monastery was very quiet.
"No."
"I was just after some money; I didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing... Lord Head! Woo woo woo..."
"..."
The nun was sobbing, truly terrified.
A head who could grow tentacles, and a Church Killer wearing a helmet. What had she done to deserve being in the same room with these two monsters at the same time?
"Woo, I'll never lust after your thing again... I beg you..."
"..."
But with just one glance from Silas, she immediately stopped crying.
"Bring me some more medicine and ropes."
"The aphrodisiacs are all in the drawer... R-ropes, I'm scared to go alone..."
"Then you stay here and watch her; I'll go get them."
"!"
"..."
"I know where the ropes are! I'll get them for the Lord Head right away!"
Staying in the room with the Church Killer was worse than death for the nun.
In the room.
The Church Killer was already firmly tied up in a tortoise shell bondage.
Silas didn't feel safe just tying her once, so he wrapped her three times.
"Hah..."
Visibly, her cheeks were slightly flushed. Obviously affected by the aphrodisiac. Her body was covered in the powder Silas had patted onto her.
After Silas lifted her robe, her body was covered in bandages. Bound very tightly across her chest, but there were still bowl-sized undulations.
Visually estimated to be at least an E cup.
Her face was also very regular and beautiful. Just the cold expression wasn't very pleasing.
Of course, the most striking feature was her ears... pointed. A little bit of hair sticking out.
"Are you an elf?"
Silas asked.
"..."
She just stared at Silas without saying a word.
"Alright, whatever."
Silas deliberately played dead until this time.
Just so he could use hypnosis twice. Self-hypnosis was way too useful; as long as he hypnotized himself into being extremely lustful...
During the battle, he was single-mindedly thinking about fucking her.
It was a huge relief.
If the woman in front of him really could load saves, Silas couldn't think of any other way besides exhausting his attempts.
"First, I must introduce myself."
"My name is Silas."
"Not long ago I was a groom, but for various reasons, I was pushed up to be the head."
"..."
Silas wanted to explain.
But her gaze was fixed on Silas's right hand. There was no tentacle now; he had retracted it.
"It was my oversight; you win."
Even though she was tied up and had inhaled a large amount of aphrodisiac. Her expression didn't change.
"..."
This had nothing to do with oversight.
To put it bluntly, it was a battle of cheats. She could read minds; he could use hypnosis.
"Since you can read minds, why don't you just read my thoughts and be done with it? I'm a good person."
Silas spread his hands.
"..."
The woman had already closed her eyes. Seemingly not intending to converse anymore.
"..."
Silas couldn't understand.
What exactly is her ability?
If it's mind reading, it should be easy to clear up the misunderstanding. Or is it that even if she reads it, she doesn't believe it at all?
The mission required him to help her.
But this small town is only so big; besides her, what threat could there be?
If she won't speak. Silas can't determine what to do next.
Should he go out of this small town to find a larger church and fight the boss first?
No.
If internal problems aren't resolved well, Silas can't travel far either.
Damn it.
He won. But what after winning?
If she was just an ordinary woman, Silas would just reluctantly sleep his way to persuading her or train her.
But this guy is too strong. The slightest carelessness and she really might send him to the afterlife in his sleep.
"..."
Silas glanced at the small bag in the nun's drawer. The aphrodisiacs in the bag were all used up; according to what the nun said... an ordinary person would become delirious and only want to have sex after inhaling just a little bit.
But he had given the guy in front of him a whole bag. Yet her cheeks were only slightly red, and her mind remained clear.
The other thing was the slave mark.
But even hypnosis was useless; would the slave mark work?
The bigger problem was, once used, it would be even harder to explain. It would definitely turn into a hostile relationship.
If resolved well, this game might be very easy... she wouldn't need his care. He could have a powerful companion this time.
What should he do?
"Lord Head."
Just as Silas was thinking, the nun came in.
Besides sturdier ropes, she also brought two bags of money.
"I am willing to follow in your footsteps; this is all the money I've saved, I'll give it all to you!"
"Being your sex slave is simply my honor!"
"..."
Silas didn't know what kind of brainstorm the nun had gone through to change her face so quickly.
"You must be tired now. I-I'll wash your feet for you..."
"No need."
"Th-then I'll give you... oral..."
"Go find a place to sleep."
"Lord Head! I beg you, don't silence me! I'll do anything, even if you make me lick your feet..."
"..."
He understood.
This guy was afraid she had no value and would be silenced by him.
"I beg you, I'm only 19, I'm even still a virgin, I don't want to die, woo woo woo..."
She wiped her snot and tears all over Silas's trouser leg. She was completely hugging Silas's leg and refusing to let go.
"..."
Silas glanced again at the face of the Church Killer, whose gaze had become extremely cold.
"If you keep holding onto my leg and not letting go, I'll have to kill you even if I don't want to."
"Eh?"
"Just be a good nun honestly, and you can live."
"Ah, Lord Head... I will definitely be a good nun honestly! I am willing to serve you every day! I'll go right now..."
"Get lost."
"Okay. I'll go sleep right now! I'll go to your stable; I must experience the path you came from."
"..."
The nun left.
Silas held the sturdier rope, staring for a long time.
Damn it.
Talk about a companion, but since tying her up after winning, there was actually no chance anymore. Tied up like this in a tortoise shell bondage, what the hell is there to talk about?
"That nun just now..."
Although things had come to this, Silas still wanted to try and salvage the situation.
"She's your slave? I saw the slave mark."
The woman spoke up.
"..."
Alright, no way to explain.
"I don't care about your hobbies. I don't care what's going on with her either. But you really don't seem like someone from the Church."
"?"
Mmh?
Did she read his mind?
"Give me some time to consider. Let me think about how to believe you."
"You were right earlier; I am indeed of the elf race. To want me to trust a human..."
"Since you claim to be a good person and have nothing to do with the Church, you dare to give me one night, right? After all, I'm already tied up by you. And you also used... that kind of drug."
"..."
Her expression remained cold. As if she could see through what Silas was thinking.
[Character: ???]
[Intelligence: The target is currently in a weakened state; if you kill her, she will die. But please note, the target has a special constitution and possesses a special power. After about 8~12 hours, she will accumulate a very dangerous power.]
"..."
Silas also stared at her, "What's your name?"
"...Nancy Nora."
"..."
Just looking into each other's eyes like this.
[Character: Nancy Nora]
"Alright, Miss Nancy. I'll reiterate, I am not an enemy. I can give you one night."
"If I were really sent to kill you, I couldn't give you time."
"..."
"Mmh, precisely because of this, I need to consider. Whether or not to tell you some things."
Her expression revealed no flaws.
Mind reading...
She can't just read it anytime, anywhere, right?
At least, Silas could confirm that she completely didn't know he was thinking about unicorns, tiger benches, and such after seeing the intelligence prompt.
He really didn't need to think about how to get along amicably anymore. There was only the training route.
But how to train?
Just tying her up in a tortoise shell bondage definitely isn't enough; if he did that, as soon as he went out and her body recovered, she'd run away.
"Miss Nancy, I expect an answer tomorrow morning."
That's what Silas said with his mouth.
But in his heart, he was thinking, 'Pick you up and fuck you hard, squeeze your tits until they burst, and make you meow for me'.
"...No problem."
Miss Nancy replied calmly.
"Meow for me."
"?"
Miss Nancy frowned, with no special reaction.
"..."
Alright.
Now Silas could confirm that her ability really wasn't working all the time.
So.
Could it be he really had to use that to sleep his way to persuading her? She didn't look like someone who could be slept into submission either.
What kind of training method could he come up with in one night? The adult videos he watched in his past life didn't feature women who mostly killed like flies either.