Chapter 19: The Priestess Worries.

'How could I do that?'

'How can I ever go back to Toshiro like this...'

A blonde priestess was sitting inside a dark room. This was the confession box used by believers of Celestia.

She was waiting for the Bishop to arrive to accept her confession, contemplating the night before.

Despite being tipsy when she approached that handsome white-haired man, it was not the alcohol but his natural charm that enchanted her.

"Being with him, I felt warm, welcomed and soothed like his muscular arms would wrap around me and make me feel safe and protected."

She didn't wish to sneak out after her shower, but the feelings in her chest began to stir; Toshiro became vague as she wanted to return to his soothing embrace.

'A vampire's kiss was so sweet... I feel my body is already his prisoner.'

"He a man whose name I do not know, only the length and thickness of his huge weapon and the loving red eyes he gazed upon me with..."

Irina was always a little romantic.

So it became a more romantic and sentimental affair even in the passionate and drunken throes of lust.

The memories of his hands stroking her hair as he entered her body, when he saw her pain, his fangs sinking into her flesh...

As bliss followed.

Irina could still feel the thick rod-like sensation between her legs, unable to walk properly without her healing magic.

"It was completely different to Toshiro, and they seem the same age... like a man vs a baby... No... Irina, stop thinking about that man..." She whispered.

The old rotting wooden walls echoed her words as if mocking her for being a harlot.

Even then, his warmth remained deep in her womb; no matter how hard she tried to wash, the warm, comforting feeling wouldn't fade.

'Should I be honest, tell him I've been defiled?'

A faint memory surfaced in her mind, remembering when they were younger, and it was discovered that the young village head's future wife was no longer a virgin.

"Toshiro, did you hear? That kind sister Thresia is impure!" A younger Irina said while sitting on the edge of a stone wall on the outskirts of the village kicking her feet.

At the time, she didn't see why it was such a big deal; men were allowed to have many women, so why should the kind sister Thresia be treated so badly?

So she believed Toshiro would also agree; he was her childhood friend.

"It's nasty; what kind of woman did Brother Ted choose a filthy woman that sleeps with any man."

Irina didn't know that it was partly due to his own beliefs and seeing the upset brother Ted who his idolised, but also the holy element was awakening in his body.

The Hero of Celestia would be forced into despising anything against her tenets.

"I swear! To never let an impure woman come close to me! Disgusting!"

Clack!

Irina was snapped out of her daze by the sound.

Her heart raced due to the image of Toshiro and his hatred towards the kind and gentle impure Theresia.

As she struggled, the face of her first man appeared with a blank face.

Then he smiled at her, mouthing, "Don't worry, it's okay."

His handsome smile was enchanting and comforting, with wild eyes staring at her as if he could see her entirety.

She felt calm and relaxed, her heart returning to normal and feeling at ease as his image faded.

Suddenly, the old wooden door opposite her opening sounded before it slammed shut.

The moment the opposite Bishop sat down, placing her holy ring into the signet holder, a strange golden barrier wrapped around the room.

This meant nobody could hear the discussion that would take place.

"Priestess Irina, I am Bishop Estella, pleased to greet you. But since this is a confession, let me forget your name, title and mission."

"For now, you are a lost lamb who needs my guidance."

"Bishop Estella!!"

Bishop Estella is known for her devout following of Celestia and how kind and gentle she was to all followers, whether humans or dark creatures.

Her appearance caused Irina to relax as a scented candle began to fill the two boxes.

It was the scent of lavender and cedarwood.

"Relax, little lamb; our Lady loves all who follow her path."

"Our Lady, be blessed!" Irina followed with a soft, trembling voice.

"Are you confident to tell me your story? I swear on my name as Bishop of Celestia; none shall hear a word you utter within these rotting wooden walls."

This was soothing for the young woman, as many stories were told of corrupt Bishops and priests using confessionals to take advantage of the women and men who confessed to committing the most heinous acts of blasphemy.

Irina took a deep breath. She could still feel his smooth fingertips brushing along her flesh, which made her feel dirty and regretful at first.

His actions were slowly transformed into a comforting and supporting sensation.

'That man said I was his first, but he made me feel like I was visiting Celestia repeatedly...' She grumbled in her head.

Not realising this was how she bickered with Toshiro, a small change in her heart due to Lucifer's experience and gentle touch.

'I cannot use names; let me speak as if it happened recently and not spread the full details...'

'I don't want Toshiro to find out.'

"Bishop Estella, please accept this lamb's sinful admission."

"My dear lamb, tell this humble servant of Celestia your plight. The more detail, the easier for Celestia to grant you forgiveness."

Irina took one last deep breath; her eyes closed while wrapping her arms around herself, feeling a wave of peace enveloping her body before opening her lips.

"Bishop Estella, this Irina, priestess of Celestia, is no longer a pure and untouched maiden."

"She has lain with a man, knowing the pleasure and blissful release of coitus."

There was a moment of silence.

The Bishop coughed before something dropped with a wooden sound. Irina breathed, wondering if she would be punished, but that moment didn't come.

There was no angry shouting or denunciation.

"My dearest lamb, may I know how this happened, and the goddess does not frown upon loving one another."

"She only hopes you will remain with that man for your entire life, sharing pain, happiness and life's woes."

"Ah!?" Irina gasped before she started to picture that night with him again.

The two women didn't realise they were walking on parallel paths.

Bishop Estella was excited, thinking the Hero's slut was already suitable for her role, never thinking this girl would have slept with anyone but the young boy she spent her life with.

Priestess Irina, for not being blamed for her betrayal of both the Hero and her childhood friend, instead supported to chase the values of Celestia.

Although she felt conflicted, part of her worries faded.

She nodded after a few moments passed by.

"Bishop Estella, I will now tell you the sin I have committed in its full detail—please do not interrupt me as I wish for it to be known and heard by Celestia as a sign of my repentance."

"Understood, my little lamb, let me bear witness to your sin and delightful devotion to your future husband."

'To you who took my purity, I will not demand anything from you. Please be at ease; this Irina will burn your visage into her chest as she journies with the Hero to quell the demon goddess and demonic lords!'

"It all started when I decided to try alcohol for the first time..."