The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Zeth Holy High Society.

The lower organization to support this religious organization is called the Holy High Church.

It is said that the origins of this organization, born of Zeth, date back more than a thousand years.

Formerly the most prestigious organization on the continent of El O, and presiding over the faith, they controlled the nation from behind. Past form.

The earthly adage of absolute power seems to prevail in this world, and perhaps it did not leak. The Holy See has thoroughly corrupted and collapsed over the years.

After a religious war that began about 200 years ago and lasted less than eighty years, and the subsequent dark ages, followed by the rise of the nobility, the power of the Holy High Council will fall to the earth.

In the dark ages, the Levios family, a leading nobleman in the eastern part of the continent, put together the surrounding nobility by putting up an anti-Holy High Society. "Break the church as soon as you find it, and kill the priest as soon as you find it, and the church as soon as you find it," was the slogan. In the early days, it was like the High Council Committee for the Eradication of the Holy See between nobles.

Over the decades the scale of solidarity has grown. So the Levios family, who were leaders, proclaimed the establishment of the state on behalf of their fellow nobles. That is now about eighty years ago, the birth of the Kingdom of Levios.

In the western part of the continent on the other hand, three men of weak aristocracy will rise. He united the people by confronting the Holy High Council in a different style from the Levios family, and later in life he founded the Jinker En Empire.

When it comes to the great powers in the current El-O continent, there are three countries: the Kingdom of Levios, the Jinker En Empire and the Union of Mumshredded, two of which are similar in that they have come together with the anti-Holy High Council.

Future history textbooks will contain stories of the Kingdom of Levios as the beginning of secularism.

I looked up at the Holy High Church in front of me and exhaled.

"It's a blur."

I had heard that the Holy High Church in the city of Newnelly was built a little before the beginning of the war of religions 200 years ago, now known as the Navenpos Pontifical War.

Given that, it's been over 200 years since we built it. If we can save it well, will it be a good tourist resource in the future?

There is also a historical history, and there is no old church in the Kingdom of Levios. Because it was broken as soon as I found it.

The Kuordenze territory is a little special around it and still remains this way, so it seems a little surprising from the nobility of the other territories.

Just in case, I decide to activate Magic Detection before entering the church to count the number of people with Magic.

Exploring the neighborhood for a large amount of clutter returned a response for one person from the facility adjacent to the church. Ignore the magic of the guards lurking around.

"It's a monastery."

As I watched the facility, Minute gave me a description.

The amount of magic you have reacted to didn't seem like a big deal, so there would be nothing wrong with that.

"Mr. Will. What's the matter with you? Aren't you coming in?

"Bad, bad. I was just thinking. I'm coming in."

Hold Minute's hand and creep through the entrance to a wide open church. This church is always open to new people.

I've never been in a religious institution before because I was scared that I was going to be brainwashed when I went into it alone.

I've always wanted to try to get into this big old, historic church, so I was actually pretty excited about my visit today.

Minute, they have good talking priests, so they wish they could hear some interesting historical episodes or the backstory of the Holy High Council.

"Hello"

Proceeding through the entrance, an elderly woman, standing nearby, called out.

Looks like he finds out we're newcomers, and he asks questions in a gentle tone about what he's been doing.

"My friend brought me here the other day."

So when Minute came up with the name of that friend, the older woman got the look, oh. Apparently the friend is a devout man.

The Great Spirit of the Sun When I made a wish for Wartent Therma, I accomplished it, so Minute says I'm here to offer a prayer of gratitude. It's a predetermined answer.

"Well, that's a pleasure. Please, proceed in your monastic clothes."

When the older woman smiled as if about herself, she showed herself inside with her hands to move on.

I was worried about the woman's outfit. She's probably a monastic Sister.

Characteristics of the Church belonging to the Holy High Council, but the attire of priests and monks is clearly determined.

In the case of a monk, he would wear a black veil on his head, wearing a piece with wide sleeves and an overall black top. Men have a slightly shorter veil, but everything else is common.

Sister, you look so cute in your clothes, but the man dresses the same. If you get excited to see behind you, it can actually be a development of despair when you realize it was a man. Dangerous indeed.

"Should I get dressed here?

"Yeah."

Is it suitable for visitors, and monastic clothes are placed that can be found in every large number of different sizes.

I took a few of those seemingly sized things and hid them on a partition board installed right next to me to change.

Keep the undressed clothes in a cage. I don't mind it being stolen otherwise because it's not a big price garment.

The monastic clothes were slightly larger, but I give up around them because they are borrowed. Finally, put a black veil on your head and store your hair neatly.

It still only looks like Sister clothes, so I'm starting to feel like I'm dressed as a woman.

"You look great. Mr. Will."

"You look great there too...... yeah, cute"

In the case of the Minute, it seemed a little smaller in size, and the line of the body was floating.

She also wore a veil in the form of storing all her hair, thus leaving only her face floating. Then there will be no hair correction, so the beauty will be the beauty and the skank the skank will be very noticeable. Minute was gaining because she was beautiful.

I feel like I'm being seen by other attendees. I have my gaze on the curve of her ass too.

Me and Minute are going inside the church, trying to line up.

Straight down the hallway, lined with a number of rooms without doors, there is a cathedral.

The hallway is lined with sculptural statues of spirits and paintings depicting magnificent nature on the walls.

I feel like stopping and watching, but moving my legs forward.

"You're well taken care of."

Looks like it's well cleaned. It is a corridor with no dust and a clean impression.

If you look at the carpet laid, the holes seem to be repaired properly, although they are somewhat old, and the original material appears to be of good quality. Maybe I have a budget unexpectedly.

St. Navenpos, the main mountain of the Holy High Church, said it was difficult due to financial collapse, but the church had the impression of being pure rather than poor.

Proceed down the hallway and enter the cathedral. In the deepest part, a holy altar was set up to offer prayers to the Spirit.

The altar resembles the altar of an elementary school gymnasium, if you like. Objects like candles and objects are placed there.

Holy High Church worshippers, the Saints, need to perform at least once a day of worship.

I don't have a duty to come to church and worship, but it still seems easier to pray toward something than to pray toward the void, and it seems that the Christians come together in church.

Was it just the right time for worship. There were quite a few Christians, waiting in order in front of the altar.

I'm not going to pray because I'm not a religious man. I'm only here for a tour.

Besides, I know because I've read about doctrine, Holy Scripture, etc., but I don't know about prayer practices.

"Hey, can I have a little prayer?

"Hmm?"

"My prayers arrived, so I figured I'd pass along my thanks"

Minute, who was wishing me well in my first line, apparently wanted to wish me well here.

He seemed to thank the sun directly during this time, but he said he would pray here just in case.

For a moment I thought I'd line up with you, too, but no one spoke and waited silently for the order.

Not very much, but I didn't want to join that atmosphere.

"Oh. You should go.... because I'm touring hallways and rooms"

Arrange the Minute in a queue in the order in front of the altar, and I decide to wander around inside the church.

I was awkward before I went in, but if I did, it's one of ours.

Enter the room facing the hallway and look around at sculptures and paintings that are different from those decorated in the hallway. Finally, I look around to see if there are any beautiful Christians.

"Oh?"

When I walked into the next room, there was one at the end, a concerned Christian.

I don't even know if it's a man or a woman because it's in the back, but the monastic clothes didn't look the right size.

If you're a devout Muslim, you're wearing decent sized monastic clothes, so anyone in front of you feels like Mr. at first sight, as do I.

I learned only a little sense of companionship, so I moved in front of the person in a way that would be superior.

"... Captain?

"Is that Rupetta?

Each other, the hair was hidden in the veil, so there's only one point to judge the face.

But Rupetta's beautiful face and silver eyes could not be misseen.

I didn't expect to meet you here.

"Were you a saint?

"No. Even though the captain is a member of the army, a saint? Is that okay?"

"It's not good and it's not. It's a tour. Is Rupetta a tour too?

"... no"

Then I was just about to ask back what you were doing here, and a minit came into the room.

He seemed to be looking around, breathing a little up.

"Mr. Will. Again."

"Ooh."

Minute walked into the room, alternating between me and Rupetta.

And Minute's gaze hardens straight at me. It wasn't the eyes of a lover blaming her for talking to another woman, it was the eyes of a maid making sure it was better to back down.

Now thinking what an answer, Rupetta's little lips moved first.

"... I'm leaving because Merguin's here... I'm leaving"

With Minute here, I guess he's going to put the tone back on the polite one because he's no longer alone with me and Rupetta.

Rupetta leaves the room so she can escape without waiting for my reply.

Outside the room, there are two men taller than me and two women in monastic clothes.

As the man is Merguin, one of the two of them could be Rupetta's source of stress, "that woman". Assuming that's the case, I really don't feel like this adventurer is smart enough to be released and leave early for the three of us.

Of the two women suspected of "that woman," the woman in front of her was out without her hair caught in the veil. That is correct. Because he looked just as good.

He seems to have a pretty good body, but he still can't stretch his forefingers unless he's beautiful. Even if I put hair correction in it, I don't feel like holding it unless I banned Ona for two days.

Speaking of which, there was only supposed to be one magician around here.

When I activated Magic Detection here to try it, there was no response from Melgin, Rupetta, or the woman in front of me. Maybe he hasn't been able to unseal the demon seal yet.

"Ah, Mr. Will. She's the priest who spoke to me during this time."

"Which one?"

"It's better to hide your hair"

I see, because the hair of the woman in the back is indeed wrapped in a veil, the expression is correct: who is hiding the hair. But that's an inappropriate expression.

If I were you, I'd put it this way. "Those boobs are better," he said.

With the magic detector I just activated, I got a response from that titty. That was the same magic I felt from the monastery before I entered the church. I guess the priest also works concurrently because she is a magical nun.

The size of the monastic garment should be correct. The cloth bulges because of the chest and the line of the body is unclear. He's probably in a soothing shape from the look on his face, but he looks so plump.

"Are you a tourist?

Tits came closer to me and Minute.

I don't know the color of my hair because it is stunningly stored, but my eyes were golden. I'm not comfortable guessing the age of a woman, but I think she's probably about the same age as Minute or even younger.

He is a gentle, gentle-faced, gentle beauty.

Me and Minute keep our voices shut and say yes to your tits question.

Minute implicitly indicated that it was his second visit following a story that the colloquial conversation the other day had been interesting.

"I'm so glad you need me to want to learn the teachings of the Spirit. Take your time."

I can turn a cheeky smile on you. I felt my heart warm on that face full of mercy.

This titty decides to keep it listed on my brain sex schedule.

"I was wondering if you could wait a little longer and talk to me again. How about that?"

Even as a tittie, the idea seems to be to do as much as you want if there are more believers in the discourse.

Me and Minute shook their heads vertically and decided to wait for your tits talk show.

Leaving the church, it was surprisingly dark around.

Tits were very good at talking about whether she was used to talking.

The content was mostly about the Spirit, but it was very interesting to hear the fables and so on that were only passed down to the Holy High Church.

Because of this, you admired my enthusiasm for getting wooden plates and taking notes, and Tits put a lot of effort into talking to me.

Finally, I was very pleased to donate a few pieces of silver coins to go hand in hand with the discourse bill and the wooden board bill.

I could hear the discourse that would be beneficial, so much so that I thought I could give him a legitimate reward, albeit his Holy High Church counterpart.

"You've gotten so dark already"

"True."

Church facilities are lined up in narrow areas around here, and there are many churches outside of the Holy High Council, so there are many shadowy parts of the building.

The sun is supposed to be a long time yet to set, but I get a lot of dark impressions compared to boulevards and such.

The red at dusk and the dark shadows of the building played an odd contrast, which made me feel somewhat anxious.

"Mr. Will."

Minute grabbed my hand.

"All the time about today...... all the time, because I won't forget"

The tears in her eyeballs shined in the sunset, and Minute laughed.

I hold her hand back gently. I don't know about snuggling in front of the church, but I couldn't help it because I wanted to hug you. I see, is this the psychology of the people who get left in front of the public?

"It was fun today. I'm glad I invited Minute."

Saying, pull Minute's body into the shadows of the building.

In the dark shadow I was idle as if to block even the sound, and the sound of my mouth sounded so scary.

"I had fun too"

Minute smiles so she can light up a little.

Well, we're going to have some real fun.