Isekai Majutsushi wa Mahou wo Tonaenai

Master Yard was a stranger to me. In the previous world my magic arm was regarded as wonderful, and I also came without the need for daily prayer and magic studies to not be ashamed of that appreciation.

Yet since we first met, Master Yard had used such magic as he had never seen before. When I heard the sound in my head, I was so mistaken as to wonder if the Manifesto had come down.

Even when I accidentally asked him about magic in the carriage heading to Fortress Gulta, he probably said something very difficult, but even I, confident in my knowledge of magic, had no idea what he was talking about.

I was familiar with phenomena like none I had ever seen, and I had also spotted the hidden power of Alec's magical sword.

Not long after I met him, I thought he was like a mirror who would respond to anything if I asked. Of course it doesn't mean things, it means you have so much knowledge.

It just didn't seem to be much of a discerning person when it comes to women's relationships. He was making Master Sophia cry when he left for the fortress, and Master Margarete hated him. Sometimes I suddenly brought Mr. Elle along on my journey.

Such a yard, but when she returned from Reciana, she brought back an elf woman again. The church people call him heretical. I don't think so, but it doesn't seem very well thought out in churches in this country for other races other than humans.

So when I heard the rumor that you were dating an elf, I informed Master Yard that there was suspicion of heresy. Because that's all I had when it came to what I could.

Master Yard didn't look so anxious. I'm sure there's something I can do.

Master Yard has asked about Bishop Philpot. I did tell him that because that bishop should have been the one who was negative about the few yards of rumors. I'm sure Master Yard will ask him to help clear his suspicions.

After leaving Master Yard's mansion, I also tried to cooperate with a small force and headed under the bishop.

I tried to make more noise inside the church than usual. Is this also about Master Yard? If it was, it would be tough. We need to talk to the bishop before the Church moves.

When we got to the bishop's room upstairs, there were armed people who weren't always supposed to be there. While I was wondering, I knocked to see if I was out, and I went inside because I got a response.

"I'm sorry, Dear Bishop Filpot, I'm Fairis, the co-bishop. I need to talk to you."

"Go ahead."

Good, looks like you're just in the room. Once inside the room, Bishop Filpot recommended the chair, so he thanked me and let me sit down.

"So, what can I do for you today?

"It's about Mr. Yard's rumors, but I still think that rumor is a misunderstanding. He is not someone who does what is called heresy. Is there any way to prove his innocence somehow?

If you were a bishop who was negative about the rumors, you would help me in this case, and that's what I said, but the bishop shook his head like, listen to me and do it.

"As for him, you can't help me. In fact, we've been witnessed walking elves, and to claim innocence, don't you think it's imprudent to act?

"It's..."

The Bishop's reply was inadvertently packed with words. Even though I believe Mr. Elle is a disciple, I'm sure he's bringing back Mr. Natalia else. I heard she came with it more forcefully, but I don't have anything I can prove it.

"More than that, Lord Fairis, no matter how brave you are, why are you putting so much shoulder to him? To be clear, the Church doubts you, too."

"There's nothing to be guilty of. Doesn't it make sense to want to clear Master Yard's suspicions as the same summoned brave man?

"If that's the kind of excuse, we'll talk about it in detail later. Hey, anybody!

Those who were outside came into the room in the words of the bishop. And they've surrounded me, pointing the spear at me to keep me from moving.

"Ko, what the hell is this all about!?

"As I told you earlier, you are under suspicion of heresy. It's not allowed in church teaching to deliberately shoulder heresy, is it?

"So you are saying that Master Yard is not heretical!

"That's a fine way to shelter the weak, but sometimes it's necessary to stand around to suit the situation, I suppose, yes? Now, I'm going to ask you to be discreet in church for a while. Take him."

"Wait, please! Neither I nor Master Yard are heretical or anything! Bishop, please believe me!

I was being dragged out of my room watching the bishop go back to his desk and resume his work as if to ignore my voice.

I walked within a large church and got to the front of a room I had never seen. I did feel like this place was a wall, but was my memory wrong?

Once inside, it was a simple room with only a bed and a desk there. There are no windows and the lights are only candles, so the interior has a dark, giddy air.

When I let myself in, the door to the room closed. I tried to open it from the inside, but it looks like it's also locked from the outside.

Even while they're trapped in a place like this, the church folks may be catching Master Yard. Anxiety has pushed me because of the quiet and dark indoors. If this were to happen, you should have learned one of the magics that would allow Master Yard to break the wall.

A little while later, the bishop came into the room. I haven't put on a single offering, so maybe I've come with patience.

"Lord Fairis, have you reconsidered the foolish idea of shouldering heretically?

"You have said many times that Master Yard is not heretical!

"It's bad that you're acting suspicious. If you stop dating elves and act shamelessly towards no one as a believer, you will lose nature and rumors."

"Master Yard's faith is a wonderful thing. If you truly do not believe in God, you will not have the strength to excel as a magician like him."

There was no better wizard in the world I was in or this one than Master Yard. I believe that being able to use magic without prayer or even chanting no longer means that he believes in God so much that even prayer is unnecessary.

"Aren't you a pagan cleric? It's really hateful, but they can use magic, too. Elves are good friends, and we can think of a possibility of that, right?

"Oh, that's not true!

In the words of the bishop, my trust in Master Yard was diminished only for a moment. I had certainly never heard of what kind of God Master Yard believed in.

Seeing me wandering, the bishop was naturally and somehow nodding.

"Well, no matter what you say right now, no one will believe me. I think you'd better prove your innocence first?

"I swear to God, I have never lied or lied. If you doubt my faith, do whatever you want."

"You can say anything in words. I was wondering if it would be a good idea to use an easy way to understand here."

"What way?

"It's easy. If you are not heretical, you should be able to marry a devout person. Of course, the more virtuous you are, the more convincing you will be. I mean like me..."

"Huh! How dare you say that you use marriage as such a means of proof, etc!

I accidentally yelled at the suggestion that was too unlikely. Did the bishop also marvel at this, falling slightly back? But I just think you're making fun of people like marriage for that reason. The Bishop's proposals are very unacceptable.

And all of a sudden, I don't have someone to marry. I've always thought of three brave men, but I think they're all a little bit apart from me, so I guess I don't see them as paedophiles.

Seeing me calm down, the bishop also regained some leeway until earlier. But I could see you wiping sweat with your hands, so I could see you were pushed by some kind of sword screen. Doesn't seem to have much courage for what it looks like.

"But, you know, that's the only way left. Instead of proving your innocence as it is, you'll either be locked up for the rest of your life or executed for heresy. Wouldn't it be nice not to be mean?

"I refuse! We should all realize the truth one day! I never thought the bishop was like that, but I was disillusioned!

"Oh, and excuse me!

My anger was conveyed, the bishop left the room as he fell back again frightened. I thought you were a more honest person, but I never thought I'd say this.

Once again, the door closed, leaving only a dim candle light in the room again. I don't know if it's day or night now.

There's nothing more I can do right now than to be trapped in this room, but at least I decide to pray to God that Master Yard is safe.

I ate the meal I was transported to, and now I know it's night. Looks like it's been about a day since I got in here. That's when I suddenly heard voices calling me in my head. Apparently, Master Yard is speaking magically.

Apparently you've come to see the bishop, so maybe you've figured out a way to clear up your suspicions already. The boulders are like yards, even though they say they've caught me and other places like this. The bishop told us that he might be back in the room, and told us where the room was.

A little while later, Master Yard has spoken to me in my head again. Now that I was asked what I had spoken to the bishop earlier, I told him the facts even as I felt mentally tired.

In the story of Master Yard, it seems that the bishop has not yet given up on me. I don't think he's a very virtuous person, called an earlier obsession, but how could he rise to the rank of bishop?

I'm done talking to Master Yard, and it's time for me to feel drowsy. As I lay down in bed, my eyelids fell off. I'm not supposed to be so tired because I'm not moving much.

Out as it was, the door to the room sounded open. It was the bishop who came in. Has he come back to tell that story at this hour?

"Dear Bishop, I'm not impressed with you entering a woman's room at this hour."

"Were you awake... it didn't work...?

The way you whine about bumps and solitude without responding to my words feels like a separate atmosphere from the usual bishops. You feel unspeakable fear and unconsciously strengthens yourself.

"Um, what can I do for you?

"What can I do for you? I have one business!

The bishop has covered himself with me with screams. My body didn't move about the rash, and I was pushed down on the bed as it was, holding my hands down.

The bishop's eyes had blood running eyes like starving wolves. It was my experience in the beginning to be attacked in this way by a man, frightened by the bishop's beastly gaze, that my body could not move at all due to fear and confusion.

"I thought she was a dear daughter, but rejecting me seems like a hell of a bounce. But it would also be interesting to subordinate a daughter like that."

"Hey, what are you talking about!? Let go, let go!

"Oh, come on, keep it adult. If you get too busy, you might get scratched.

The bishop crawled his hand into my body and moved it to stroke it. As I resisted shivering at the unspeakable feeling, I turned away desperately to avoid being deprived of my lips as the bishop brought my face closer.

"Lovely resistance, then I'll scoop this one."

"Huh? Hiaaah!

Suddenly my tongue was plugged into the hole in my ear, and I was stuck inside with my tongue. I got goosebumps with so much decoy, but at the same time, my whole body lost its strength, and I kept getting my ears licked like a good thing.

"Is Lord Fairis deaf? Look, let's lick it more."

"Hih, please stop..."

It's supposed to be disgusting, but somehow my body didn't have the strength, I was made a bishop but I kept being taunted, and at last my whole body stopped me from losing power and resisting. The bishop, having a satisfied look at me like that, when he put his hands on my clothes, tore them apart at once.

"Khaaaaaaaa!

"Well, Lord Fairis' body is more beautiful than I imagined."

The bishop has stripped away his torn clothes and buried his face in his chest. I felt sick with my warm breath and the crawling feeling of my tongue, and I managed to get away with it, but I cannot do anything about the bishop with my power.

I also felt something hot pressed around my crotch, and all I could remember was fear of what was going to happen.

"Somebody, somebody help me! Master Yard!

"... you still want to cock me that far into saying that name over this period. This is going to be instructive and worthwhile."

Because I spoke to Master Yard earlier, I called his name most of the time, and that seems to have hindered the epilepsy of the bishop. He put his hand in my embarrassment and stroked it from the top of his underwear. Will the bishop deprive you of your chastity as it is?

Then suddenly every door and wall disappeared, and from behind it appeared Master Yard. But it was kind of a shadowy, obscure presence that I couldn't notice when I was in my sight but distracted.

To what happened so suddenly, I could only stare at the sight, forgetting that I was being attacked by the bishop. The bishop seemed to feel the same way, looking at Master Yard with a frightened look.

As we watched, when Master Yard smiled a little, he fell on me as soon as his powers fell out of the bishop's body.

Master Yard turned away the bishop and hung a robe on me. I realized that that was the first time I had been helped at that time, and I was overflowing with nature and tears.

"Yard, thank you..."

"Later if you want to thank me. Hurry up and get out of here before someone gets here."

"Yes, sir"

When I used some magic on the bishop, the beads came out. When I grabbed it and slammed it to the ground, the shattered fragments disappeared. What the hell are you doing?

Watching him behave strangely, like hurry, he took my hand and ran out. There is no shadow in the aisle because time is time, and I can see people from time to time, but they didn't seem to notice this one running pretty fast.

That's how Master Yard, who came out of the church and made sure there was no one around, finally stopped.

I also finally got the feeling that I had help, and I tried to thank Master Yard as I enjoyed the tears overflowing, but at that moment I was shocked at the neck muscle, where my consciousness was interrupted.

When I realized, I had a blanket hanging on me. Apparently someone carried me to the bunk. When I tried to see where this place was, I heard someone from right around the corner, sneaking a peek at you.

There was a view of Master Yard in harmony with a maid of honor. Did you feel my gaze? I've turned my face to this one, so I panicked and turned away and pretended to sleep. Master Yard's gaze seemed to be right this way for a while, but didn't he notice?

"Tia, if you want me in, try to be nasty and hard."

"Yes... please poke my nasty female hole and scratch me inside with that meat stick your husband is rolling hot..."

To the conversation between the two of them, I could see my face turning red all at once. And I heard Mr. Tia's push-kill voice and the sound of your two bodies bumping into each other, and I was curious to see how you were doing.

On second thought after that, I have nothing to do with it, so isn't this the one who's angry that you don't do that beside a sleeping human being? I mean, I know I was attacked, but isn't it much to try to show off right next door?

But I didn't have the courage to get up and protest in this situation on the boulder, and I wasn't at all interested in those acts myself, so I got excited to see you two.

"Damn, Tia, it's time to get it out!

"Yes, in my womb, it's full of hot semen!

"Well, I'll get it out, duh!

"Ahhh! Your husband's is coming in!

Gradually, the speed at which I'm hitting my hips has increased, and I can't afford the voices of both of you. And after Mr. Tia raised an international high voice, the two of you stopped moving. Apparently, that's it.

It was an indescribable subtlety, mixed with a sense of security freed from uncomfortable situations and a slight regret of the body that you two put on and spared.

Looks like you two started moving at some point when I thought so. Now they both speak out from the beginning. Will you not consider the possibility that I will wake up?

After one more time, Mr. Tia was left the room. I finally got my quiet state back, but the fire lights on my body hadn't healed because the sounds and voices of earlier acts were still in my ears and there was still a leftover incense of drifting in the room.

Master Yard stared at this one after Mr. Tia left. Could I be hit next? I thought about when that happened, but what I hated so much when I was a bishop didn't feel so bad when I was a yard.

I thought Master Yard was the benefactor who helped me out of there, and I was ashamed that he came to help me in that situation where I couldn't even count on help, and I felt a moment like I'd never felt before.

If he tries to hold me now, he may not be able to resist. No, I'm sure you won't resist. You may seem like a mundane woman, but I've never felt this way before.

When I was so ready to wait, how dare Master Yard fall asleep. Not much of this.

Your hands reach down unconsciously trying to dissipate your heightened desires. I know it's something I shouldn't, but I couldn't contain feelings of no place to do it.

Touching it with my fingers, it was already hot and damp there. Move your fingers along the crack, while twisting your sensitive pubic nucleus with your fingers. Then you can taste the feeling of a pleasant wave spreading from there all over your body.

I kept the stimulus going as I remembered the affair between you two, and gradually I couldn't afford it. I'm careful not to divulge my voice, but I get a slight exhalation leak.

And I reached the top and pinned my body to taste that pleasure. I also felt something was out there, but it felt so good that I didn't care about that. And gradually the sleeper attacked me as I remained comfortable, and I fell asleep without resisting.

The next day, I saw the stain I had made on my bunk and wanted to throw myself too embarrassed. This is apparently Master Yard's lair, but I didn't expect him to commit such a lapse in such a place.

Looking at me wandering around, Master Yard told me to go somewhere called a bath. That was a large place where hot water flowed more than anything else, but I added something for it and asked Tia to wash her body. It was my first experience, but it felt very good.

Back in the room, Master Yard had already cleaned out my bunk. I thought they saw the array, and now I want to jump into an earlier hole. You can't be your daughter-in-law anymore.