I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 390: Side Story - Happy Saintess

“Hmm?”

The main gate of Graypond was always bustling with people. The towering city walls gave a sense of security, and the traces of surviving numerous crises spoke of its history.

With many praising King Orpheus for ushering in a second golden age, it was only natural that the capital, Graypond—the heart of the kingdom—was bustling with traffic.

Naturally, many guards were stationed to maintain security.

“Senior, doesn’t it seem like a bit odd?”

“Huh?”

Oliver, a young guard who had grown somewhat accustomed to gate duty, called out to his senior.

The carriage Oliver pointed to was an impressive, high-class carriage with a deep blue hue.

Its antique yet sturdy build, with thick walls designed for cold weather, suggested it was made in a region prone to frequent battles.

Carriages from distant regions had to be thoroughly checked, especially those from places like Norseweden.

“That thing is shaking like crazy, isn’t it?”

It was hard to miss how much the large carriage was rattling, though it was unclear what was happening inside.

There was no coachman, but that wasn’t a big issue given the recent trend of magic-powered automated carriages.

Either it is a ridiculously wealthy noble or a highly skilled mage.

While they had a duty to inspect the carriage, some high-ranking individuals would get irritated or even abuse their authority if approached carelessly.

“You go check it out.”

The senior pushed the task onto Oliver.

Oliver gave a look, asking if it was really okay for him to go alone, but the senior’s reaction was indifferent.

If something went wrong, the senior could shift the blame, and if things escalated, he could claim it was the rookie’s fault.

To put it bluntly, he was just passing off a troublesome visitor to the junior.

“Sigh.”

As part of the entry procedure, carriages were lined up, waiting their turn, so Oliver made his way past the others to the rattling carriage.

What in the world are they doing…?

He wondered if it was a side effect of the automated magic or perhaps an argument inside.

Honestly, he didn’t want to get involved, but as a guard of Graypond, he had no choice. So, he finally tapped on the window.

Knock knock.

“This is the guard station.”

Rattle rattle.

Knock knock.

“This is the guard station. May we inspect for a moment?”

Just as he was pondering how to politely convey that a lack of response might lead to forceful measures…

Creak.

The curtained window opened, revealing a woman’s face.

Wow.

She had white hair, though it wasn’t naturally that color. It seemed to have faded due to the hardships she’d endured, leaving only a faint trace of its original hue.

Her emerald-green eyes glistened slightly as she poked her head out and asked.

[Hello, guard. What’s the matter?]

Ah, her voice is nice too.

Even though he’d only heard a single sentence, it felt like warm sunlight had touched his heart.

His heart softened, and the corners of his mouth relaxed. The woman in front of him smiled warmly in return.

All the worries he had been holding onto vanished, and the guard smiled in a friendly way.

“It’s just that…”

[Huh?!]

“Huh?”

Suddenly, the woman covered her mouth with one hand and widened her eyes.

It seemed like something troublesome had happened to the kind-looking woman, leaving Oliver flustered.

[Oh, um, yes? What is it?]

As if her earlier gasp had never happened, the woman asked again. Oliver scratched the back of his head and replied.

“From the outside, the carriage seemed to be shaking, so I wondered if something was wrong. Are you uncomfortable or in need of assistance?”

[Oh, no, nothing’s wrong. Thank you for your concern.]

“…Is that so?”

[Yes, we were just playing cards to pass the time until the inspection, and it got a bit heated.]

The shaking seemed too intense for just a card game, but Oliver felt an inexplicable trust that the woman in front of him couldn’t possibly be lying.

“Understood. If you have any issues, please let us know immediately. The Graypond Guard is your protector.”

[You’re very kind.]

Oliver’s heart raced when the woman showed a smile with her eyes. He wanted to talk more and see her face again, but he had no further reason to stay.

Reluctantly, Oliver turned to leave, but then…

[You’ve grown into a fine young man.]

“…?!”

Wondering if he had heard correctly, Oliver turned back, but the window was already closed, and the curtains were drawn.

“Did she just say that to me?”

Probably not.

When would she have seen him before?

More importantly, she’s really beautiful.

This feeling was new to him.

And she looked familiar.

Oliver recalled his childhood when the Saintess visited his village—a memory he could never forget.

She was still young back then, right?

The former saintess, Stella, was a woman who was regarded as the most radiant despite becoming a Saintess at a young age.

Not long after Stella began her duties as a Saintess, Oliver had witnessed her blessing the young men in his village, a sight he could never forget.

Her hair color was different from the woman just now, and the former Saintess was said to have already passed away, leaving only bittersweet memories.

She was truly a pitiful figure. Seeing this makes me think the gods can be quite cruel…

While feeling sorry for Stella, Oliver recalled the last words he had heard.

…Could it be?

He thought back to what she had said to him earlier and glanced at the carriage again, but…

Probably not.

Dismissing it as mere imagination, he returned to his post.

As he reminisced about the beautiful Saintess who had blessed him in the past.

***

[I hate you.]

Stella, sitting on top of me, punched my chest lightly and whispered. Her whole body was trembling, but her face and voice remained calm, acting as if nothing was wrong—a very saintess-like demeanor.

“Your body is drenched in sweat and convulsing, yet you still manage to talk.”

[I can’t just go, hng! Hng, moaning in a place like this.]

As she shifted slightly, she immediately let out a suppressed moan.

Though the soundproofing magic prevented any noise from leaking out, it couldn’t control the movement, so the carriage’s shaking must have been visible from the outside.

[Haaah! Haaah! I-It’s good! So good!]

Stella kissed me as she spoke. The inside of the carriage was already hot and humid, but we didn’t care.

The Dark Spiritualist and Findenai had already crossed over to Graypond.

Since they couldn’t show their faces, they had gotten off midway and gone ahead.

Being alone with Stella naturally led to this kind of situation.

“Let’s tone it down a bit. That was close earlier.”

I thought I was being careful, but judging by how much the carriage was shaking, it seemed we had been moving quite vigorously.

I tried to calm Stella down and ventilate the space, but she grabbed my cheeks and started moving her hips.

[I don’t want to! Faster!]

As she moved her hips on her own, thrusting my penis deeper inside, her already sensitive body trembled, making the sight even more erotic.

In the end, I couldn’t resist Stella’s temptation, so I thrust upward while sitting.

[Hng!]

Stella hugged me tightly, exhaling hot breaths.

“Wasn’t that someone you knew earlier?”

I asked Stella, recalling how she had added a comment after seeing the guard, and she answered between moans.

[Hng! Ye-Yes, a young man… hng! I blessed him long ago. Haaah!]

“You must have blessed so many people as a Saintess. Do you really remember all of them?”

[I-I remember… hng! All of them!]

Even as pleasure made it hard for her to speak, the fact that she remembered all the people she had blessed was truly impressive.

It showed how dedicated Stella had been to her role as a Saintess, sincerely praying for holy blessings for so many.

“I see.”

I lifted Stella, who was sitting on top of me. Thanks to the spacious carriage, I stood up while supporting her hips, and the sudden weight caused me to thrust deeper, making Stella let out a scream.

[Nghhh!]

Her legs shot up high, and her trembling buttocks gave me a sense of satisfaction, but…

[S-Sthop!]

Her tongue loosened, and Stella urgently cried out.

[T-This position is too much…!]

“You were the one who seduced me first. You have to take responsibility.”

[S-Stop! Stopppp!]

“And.”

Honestly, I didn’t expect to say this, but…

“I’m a bit jealous that you remember another man.”

[…!]

At my words, Stella’s eyes, which had been dazed, regained their sparkle as she looked at me.

Feeling something oddly erotic, she looked at me and then passionately kissed me.

[Don’t… be jealous.]

Wrapping her arms around my neck, Stella smiled, filled with happiness.

[I’m… yours.]

Then she glanced downward.

Looking at where we were connected, she took a deep breath and nodded.

[Do it.]

Despite saying it was dangerous earlier, it seemed a switch had flipped. I gripped Stella’s soft buttocks tightly and moved my hips and hands.

Thrust!

[Nghhhhh?!]

Intense moans began to spill out. As I saw horns trying to form on her forehead, I accelerated my movements.

[Ngh! Hnggg!]

From experience, I knew Velica could no longer handle the pleasure and tried to stop.

But if I moved even more vigorously here, even Velica would lose strength and couldn’t take control.

Every time Velica tried to emerge, I thrust harder as a warning.

[Nghhh?!]

Every time, Stella’s moans echoed loudly inside the carriage.

***

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